A while back I was living at a campsite in the cairngorms. Our water come from collected rainwater stored in a big old whisky barrel with a tap. In the tiny patch of watered ground underneath my tap was an even tinier Rowan sapling, which I became rather fond of.
That's the beginning of the story...
Our latest endeavour: Hiring out Bell Tents
Tuesday 5 July 2011
Back to the bright lights
Tomorrow also takes me back to the city for a short while. There'll be people, and lots of them. People I ought to spend time with, listen to, talk to and enjoy it. I will, and I will, but it'll provide a marked contrast from the way of life I've just entered. I wonder if I'll make anything particularly interesting of it or not. Who knows.
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