While my words swirl and aren't yet ready for mounting on this page, I can upload the occasional photo as I breathe in and breathe out. I am being serenaded by a morning chorus of birds, the likes of which I cannot name. We - the we of northern Scotland - should be able to bask in a gloriously sunny week. There is water and wind, trail and rocks. And a lot going on behind the scenes which I will share as it becomes more clear and cohesive.
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