toot, toot...

finally back in a surprisingly dry glasgow after a very long 51/2 hour bus journey from the parental home...

my gigantic bag... so big, i could fit in it 

best fiver ever spent

glenshiel had a dusting of snow on the tops

a very wet and flooded loch lomond

a wintry walk...

three o' clock in the afternoon and almost dusk

i love skinny birches, 

they're like the super models of our native woodlands!

summer dreams...

i've just discovered this fabulous cooking show on bbc2 one man and his campervan by writer and surfer martin dorey

now, i'm not a happy camper by any means but how lovely to be reminded of blue, summery skies and eating al fresco by the seaside on such a chilly day in january!

i love the idea of cooking potatoes in salt water straight from the sea (why have i never thought of that?!) but on a stormy day like today i don't fancy dipping a bucket into the loch... might wait til june!

that was the year that was...

a glimpse of my year spent in kintail, skye and glasgow... 

full of wellies, stripy socks, beasties, flowers and cakes! 

may two thousand and twelve be filled with even more!

happy hogmanay!