We stepped out from the stuffy, germ laden air of the airplane, to the cool breeze of an artificially contrived breeze in Glasgow Airport. Our friend drove us through narrow cobble streets, wide stretches of tarmac motorway and seaside roads, delighting me with talk in his rich Scottish brogue.
A Scottish breakfast of porridge with strawberries, and hot tea awaited us at his home, nestled among the trees high on a hill, overlooking the sparkling bay sprinkled with sailboats.
Our hot, buttered toast was toasted between two metal screens set on the warm red Aga nearby. This innovative European stove/oven is left on all the time, providing a warm cozy kitchen to come home to after a busy morning of shopping for groceries at Tesco's. (Tesco's is a British supermarket)
We chatted in the sun room overlooking a green garden splendid with yellow poppies, a glazed ceramic birdbath, and hollycocks in pink and red hues. Relaxing in a comfy chair with a pillow saying 'Stressed is just dessert backwards!' embroidered on it, I watched the bees hum by on their little ways. The men were discussing Robert Burn's poetry, and other subjects such as gardening, travel stories and evangelical and doctrine matters. Just some friendly banter.
I showed my photography album to our host. He chose a photo of a pink rose to give his wife. She was not here this visit, she was caring for their grandchildren.
I took photos of the sun room and a curious walking stick propped against the wall- right by a pot of pink geraniums, if you know me, that just screams, ''picture time! picture time! don't miss this rare opportunity!'' So I got my camera and started snapping away....
45 and 1/8 minutes later....
....I fell asleep in my bedroom, under the white, fluffy goose down duvet. It was a brief but refreshing rest. Now after some lunch- thick Scottish bacon, on a fresh roll washed down with yet another steaming mug of tea. (Honestly, I can't get enough of the stuff!)
Signing off for now,
Elizabeth
''a nod's as guid as a wink tae a blind horse''
-Scottish saying meaning ''explain yourself properly and make your meaning clear.''
A Scottish breakfast of porridge with strawberries, and hot tea awaited us at his home, nestled among the trees high on a hill, overlooking the sparkling bay sprinkled with sailboats.
Our hot, buttered toast was toasted between two metal screens set on the warm red Aga nearby. This innovative European stove/oven is left on all the time, providing a warm cozy kitchen to come home to after a busy morning of shopping for groceries at Tesco's. (Tesco's is a British supermarket)
We chatted in the sun room overlooking a green garden splendid with yellow poppies, a glazed ceramic birdbath, and hollycocks in pink and red hues. Relaxing in a comfy chair with a pillow saying 'Stressed is just dessert backwards!' embroidered on it, I watched the bees hum by on their little ways. The men were discussing Robert Burn's poetry, and other subjects such as gardening, travel stories and evangelical and doctrine matters. Just some friendly banter.
I showed my photography album to our host. He chose a photo of a pink rose to give his wife. She was not here this visit, she was caring for their grandchildren.
I took photos of the sun room and a curious walking stick propped against the wall- right by a pot of pink geraniums, if you know me, that just screams, ''picture time! picture time! don't miss this rare opportunity!'' So I got my camera and started snapping away....
45 and 1/8 minutes later....
....I fell asleep in my bedroom, under the white, fluffy goose down duvet. It was a brief but refreshing rest. Now after some lunch- thick Scottish bacon, on a fresh roll washed down with yet another steaming mug of tea. (Honestly, I can't get enough of the stuff!)
Signing off for now,
Elizabeth
''a nod's as guid as a wink tae a blind horse''
-Scottish saying meaning ''explain yourself properly and make your meaning clear.''
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