I’m a little bleary eyed as I write this. It’s gone 02:00am. I have just returned from a nocturnal expedition. Not the planned sort. I must have cut quite a figure, shuffling along the road in my pyjamas. Fortunately, not
Moondance
One Petal Left
Gardening is a bit of a challenge on Tiree; something I’ve learned the hard way. Each spring, I wring my hands impatiently – waiting for the bulbs lurking my boarders to flower. I live in a traditional thatched cottage, with