We whinge incessantly about our rubbish climate in this country, but when the universe pulls the stops out and gives us sun and a gentle breeze, there is nowhere else I’d rather be.
I'm a 40-something mother of the big lad and the wee lass, and I live on the edge of Edinburgh where we see the hills in the distance, cows in the field at the end of the road, and plenty of trees. I like recording the bits and pieces that make these days what they are. And pondering silly things and deep things and everything in between. (read more here)