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)
The Scottish Saltire
Sunday, September 27, 2009
Drive-By Greeting
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!
1 comment:
Sarah
said...
I always figure, if the blog is being neglected, the writer is either having a tough go of it behind the scenes or an absolutely wonderful time which should not be interrupted to sit at the computer. I'm so glad to hear your dream is turning out to be all that you hoped!!
....also, thank you for the Mary Oliver quote off to the side -- it catches my eye every time. :-)
1 comment:
I always figure, if the blog is being neglected, the writer is either having a tough go of it behind the scenes or an absolutely wonderful time which should not be interrupted to sit at the computer. I'm so glad to hear your dream is turning out to be all that you hoped!!
....also, thank you for the Mary Oliver quote off to the side -- it catches my eye every time. :-)
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