Cockroaches. A bat. Flowers. Rain.
What do these three things have in common you ask? They all are what have taken place during the second year of our marriage, summer edition. 849 more words
Main stop today was Inverewe Gardens, a mere stone’s throw (if you were superhuman) from our campsite with its wonderful view (above). I have been there twice before, both in the 70s and recall nothing other than the general ambience and trying to shake off a young accountant in the Monty Python era on my first visit. 95 more words