On Sunday, the longest day of the year, the sun rose from behind a low cloud lying on the horizon at 4.43 a.m. Even though it wasn't a true dawn because it had needed to clear the band of cloud I still love that split second when the sun appears. It is a special moment. Another day has dawned.
When is a weed not a weed? When, even though it wasn't planted, it is so good-looking that one cannot root it out. This Sweet Rocket is one of a couple that have grown up in GB's garden but who could mind a flower as beautiful as this.
There wasn't much wind first thing on Sunday so these pesky blighters were about in huge numbers. As Carol asked the other day - "Why did God make midges? What earthly purpose do they serve?"
I mentioned the banknotes the other day as being a reminder that I'm in a country with a different culture, customs and laws. Another reminder is that the bookshops have books in Gaelic as well as English.
Living somewhere like the Isle of Lewis with its one town, a local cannot walk the streets of Stornoway without meeting people they know. It's a lovely friendly atmosphere and what I especially love about it is how hospitable it is to off-comers. There is none of that 'Let's-speak-Gaelic-to-exclude-the-Englishman' feeling that you can get in parts of Wales. Never, in all my visits to Lewis have I felt at any stage that I was anything but welcome. Thank you, one and all.
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I'm a blogger - and nowadays that seems to be my main occupation. Rambles from My Chair is my main blog. I’m a retired local government executive - now studying how to survive a neurological disorder that gives me various problems but, hopefully, a whole new outlook on life and an increased sense of humour and perspective. There is a saying in Sweden "man måste vara frisk för att orka vara sjuk" ~ "you have to be well to cope with being ill"....
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