
A first glimpse of the town on Iona

A little road to walk on whilst on a pilgrimage

Here I am on a bridge in Pitlochry, Scotland

My purple-clad toes in a Narnia-esque forest

It wouldn't really be a trip to London without a photo in front of Big Ben
Some days I would love to return to Scotland and England.
Ok, most days.
I am content where I am–but I miss these places dearly.