We Rise at Daybreak

We rise at daybreak, then away to Scotland we go. 

Just found out the haunted mansion we'll be residing in this week whilst in Scotland does not have internet.  Perhaps this is true and I'll enjoy my time off, or perhaps I'll be able to weasel my way onto the interwebs... we shall see.  Just in case I'm forced to abandon you for technical reasons, please know that I will be instaspamming my trip.  Follow along if you'd like.  Or don't.  Whatever.

xxx

Country Lady

I'm falling in  love with the English countryside.  Over the weekend, the Redcoat and I wandered down footpaths, through fields and forests, and along country roads- sometimes having to press our bodies into the hedge to let a car pass by.  We picked wild raspberries and deeply inhaled the sweet country air.  We were scratched by thrones, warmed by the sun, and awed by the beauty around us.  We stopped in quiet pubs for water and cheese sandwiches, then continued on our journey with our bellies full and our mouths smiling.  It was lovely.