Last Minute Escape

On Saturday morning, as I pushed send on my latest magazine submission, could feel the next few weeks closing in  - courses, deadlines, sorting out the house, a trip to London…all pressing down on us. And so a rash decision was made.

“Load the car, we are going camping.”

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A drive of just two hours takes us deep into the Highlands – Glencoe, where we stayed at the perfect Red Squirrel Campsite.  With a stream to the back of our pitch and a river a few steps away, the kids were as happy as they could be, repeatedly asking if we could just move there permanantly. 20130831-IMG_2760 20130831-IMG_2776 20130901-IMG_2798 20130901-IMG_2804 20130901-IMG_2822 20130901-IMG_2824


On Sunday, we drove up the Road to the Isles to Glenfinnan. Its a part of the world that we love – rain or shine, and Sunday was a bit of both. Fortunately, we are all generally unphased by the wet and spent most of the afternoon wandering to see the sites.  Ellis and I even managed to climb the modest-sized hill to a view point of the Glen.

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Every time I spend time out in the hills of this amazing country, I feel so lucky. Listening to the accents and languages of people who travel to the places we visit, I am always reminded that Scotland is a place where people take trips of a lifetime and we have it all just a few hours away.

Sigh, and now back to work.

Chasing Down the Sun


On Saturday, the objective was simple: Watch a sunset on the West Coast.  We live on a small island afterall. An hour and a half to either coast…further than I would like, but manageable. We packed up and shipped out, first to Troon (which was not our kind of place) then to Girvan (which very much was).

The beauty of the sky and sea turning pink, then orange, then the dark grey blue, the shadowy Ailsa Craig in the distance, a near perfect sunset and well worth the travel. Scotland is so easy to love when its like this – all majestic and wild.  While I don’t mind the rain as much as some, there is no doubt that when the sun shines there is no place more beautiful. Sigh.

Regarding Balance

One day, late in 2012, I looked up from my computer, crawled out from a pile of yarn, put my camera down and opened my eyes. I saw a house that was messier than I have ever lived in, a husband who I hadn’t spoken more than 4 words to in weeks months and 3 little unruly children who woudn’t eat anything except pesto pasta and were exhausted, mean and bored.

Kevin and I have spent the last few weeks reeling us all back in – working hard to cook and clean and spend time as a family.  Its my main resolution this year – to spend more time with them being present, not worrying about impending deadlines or emails or swatches.

I didn’t realise what an effect our work life was having on everyone.  It was only when I would go days without picking up the camera that I knew I wasn’t in the best place (well, that and the fact that Georgia could sing all of the theme songs to all of the programmes on CBeebies), but I kept thinking I could just push through.

And so, we have spent the first few days of 2013 as we hope to continue. Together, cooking and laughing and walking and playing. Today we climbed a massive hill, led by Ellis. Tomorrow, we are sorting out the garden and storage room while the children are out – boring, but good in a new year sort of way.

Start as we mean to continue…now if only the weather could do the same.