It’s funny, time just flies by. As I am sitting here in my room, my tv has a looping screensaver of pictures off of my computer. It has both AZ trips, some Parkcrest United, and Scotland. Which got me thinking, a year ago right now we were getting stuff together and planning to go to Scotland. We had no idea what was in store for us. As the pictures go around I feel emotion when I see the house or some place we went. For three months that was our home. I don’t know if this is kosher or not, but when I tell people about Scotland I open with “when I lived in Scotland.” I don’t know if three months is technically “Living in.” but it’s a long time.
One of the things that got me reminiscing a bit was this past Saturday. We had a funeral at church, and I was hired to run sound for it. To start the service they had a bagpiper playing outside, and then he played down the aisle of the church playing Amazing Grace. Kilt and all. If I had known, I might’ve worn mine. I like to have an excuse to wear it. The last time I had a reason to, I had no time to get dressed and I was missing my Kilt pin. I ended up wearing Suit trousers and my vest. When I left for Scotland last October, I thought there is no way I would ever wear a Kilt, now I look for reasons to wear it.
Someday I would like to go back to Scotland, for a visit or maybe on another short term trip. (like two weeks, not three months). Other than Southern California it is one of my favorite places in the world.
The Overtoun House
The entrance to The Overtoun House
Stairs to the first floor in the house
The hallway for The Girls Floor
Stairway to one of the B&B rooms
View of Dumbarton Rock and the River Clyde from the Tower
This was my living space/ dresser for three months
