Over the past two days I’ve had three different conversations about my life in Scotland. By the time I got in my car to drive home, I was deeply homesick for it, mostly the friends and coworkers I miss, but also mundane bits like Christmas Eve in … Continue reading Homesick.
The weather today has been blustery in between light bouts of rain, and I am missing Scotland something fierce. I wanted to say more on the topic, but I’ve just used my last articulate impulse on mustering my rudimentary Italian to help a new Second Life resident who I discovered crouched … Continue reading Day 278 of Project 365: Portland or Scotland?
The heatwave dissipated quickly, leaving behind the merest hint of autumn in the air. A few rainy days in a row were enough to wrangle me into heartier outerwear, and as I attempted to shove a wee bag of blueberries into one of my jacket pockets, my … Continue reading Day 247 of Project 365: Missing Scotland.
A few weeks after moving here, I kept asking FunkyPlaid what that big group of buildings looming over the city was. Half a year after moving here, I had finally figured out what it was. A couple of years later, befuddled tourists started asking me … Continue reading Day 24 of Project 365: The way home.
Pictured is not Dark Tower, the awesome electronic board game I loved as a child, but rather The Black Tower, the delicious dessert at local Thai place Passorn. But now that Dark Tower was mentioned at dinner, I cannot get it out of my head. … Continue reading Day 21 of Project 365: Dark Tower.
When I eat, I am present. Thoughts do not intrude in this space, reverent as they are in the church of Savour. Tonight’s service was Highland venison loin, shredded beef cheek, smoked celeriac, and parsnips. I wonder if someday I’ll have the resolve to try … Continue reading Day 12 of Project 365: The church of Savour.
Choosing today’s photo was more difficult than usual but I settled on one of an ancient yew tree that John Knox purportedly preached under because … well … that. Knox is not pictured, but I did leave in a human and a wee dachshund for … Continue reading Day 10 of Project 365: The Ormiston Yew Tree.
Shortly after moving to Edinburgh, I met an extraordinary woman named Laura. She is extraordinary because she somehow picked up the pieces of her life after her son Joshua took his own life at only twenty-two years old. And after she picked up those pieces, … Continue reading Day 8 of Project 365: One last 5k around Arthur’s Seat.
In my haste to submit a story for critique by my writing group, I almost forgot all about Project 365. That means you get a hastily-snapped “here is something on my desk” photo. While my friend Sharks was visiting last month, we spent some memorable … Continue reading Day 7 of Project 365: Wee swan.
There is more writing news on the way, but today I am just thinking about bees.