The hills in the Hielands are bonnie,
Wi' the licht an' the shadow at play;
An' the winds that mak' redder the heather
Far up on the cliff an' the brae.
The white clouds are floatin' abune them,
Like snawdrifts that never can fa',
The hills in the Hielands are bonnie,
The hills in the Hielands are braw!
--Alexander Anderson (1845-1909)
I haven't forgotten about you, little blog. I've just been really, really busy. Suffice, for the moment, to say that everything is still fabulous in my world and I promise to sit down and chat soon!