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You crave it endlessly.

Internal monologue The only problem with solitude, once you taste its unmatched peace, you crave it endlessly. It’s like solitude spoils you for everything else and you find yourself yearning to be alone again. Being alone never felt right, sometimes if felt good, but it never felt...

The Great Scottish Fry‑Up: Because Cereal Is for Cowards

When I sit down to a proper Scottish breakfast, it feels like the world finally makes sense. The moment that plate hits the table — the sizzle of the bacon, the earthy smell of the tattie scones, the black pudding with its deep, savoury warmth — I can feel my whole body waking up. There’s...

A Wee Holiday Adventure in Edinburgh: Castles, Cobbles & Chaos

A Dad and 2 Texas A&M Aggies… There are two types of family holidays: the peaceful, serene kind you see in glossy brochures, and the real kind — the ones where someone is always hungry, someone else is always cold, and everyone is pretending they know where they’re going. Our...

Old photo discovery

When cleaning out boxes from the building behind the cottage, discovered this old photo in a box on a shelf. And since its discovery, I have been trying to learn who the three men are in the photo. Over in the distance is Burnside Cottage is looking spick and span, a big washing of what...

Marking Myself Safe from – Storm Bram

Storm Bram brings flooding and travel disruption to UK Trains, flights and ferries have been cancelled and thousands left without power as Storm Bram brought heavy rain, strong winds and unseasonably mild temperatures to large parts of the UK. Amber warnings for wind, which mean a...

Weekend in Edinburgh..

🎄 A Festive Day in Edinburgh: Strolling, Sipping, and Soaking Up the Holiday Spirit Yesterday felt like stepping straight into a postcard. Edinburgh in December is pure magic, and I spent the day wandering through its most iconic streets, indulging in whisky, and basking in the glow of...

Solitude

I like being alone, not because I don’t care but because peace feels better than forced conversations. I like quiet mornings with no expectations, long walks where I can hear my own thoughts. Moments that belong only to me. Once I feared silence. Now I crave it. Because when you...