Maybe even pictures.
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
Wednesday 11 April 2012
Home
I'm home. It was lovely. The return to Real Life starts bright and early tomorrow morning. I've been doing a fair amount of writing and thinking and suchlike whilst I've had the time and space to do so, and at least some of it will eventually wander it's way in to type and spring up on here for your reading pleasure.
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