Posted by Tania Kindersley.
There was a very touching message yesterday from one of the Dear Readers, who is a Briton living abroad. Apparently, my pictures remind some people of home. So these are particularly dedicated to my ex-pat readership. And most especially to my friend T from Strathdon, now in North Carolina, my very old friend S, in Santa Monica, and one of my favourite bloggers, Miss Whistle, in California, whom I know has very happy memories of Scotland.
Although, I should say, that for those of you feeling homesick, Scotland is freezing today. The sky is black, the wind is whipping out of the east, and my sister reports there is snow on the high hills. In August. I am writing this swathed in scarves. It was too horrid to go out with the camera, so this is a selection from the last few days:
I know I should not really single people out, because every one of the Dear Readers is precious to me, but there is a young reader all the way down in New Zealand who has such an affection for the Pigeon that her picture has been printed out and stuck on the fridge. This was possibly the thing that made me smile the most this week. It is at times like this that I really wish dogs spoke English, so I could tell the Pidge of her far-flung fan club. Anyway, to the dear Kiwi reader - these are specially for you:
And the dear old hill, because there must always be the hill:
And now I am going to make some chicken soup.