Dreaming at Loch Ordie, Scotland

Ben Venue had me swimming up the mountain but Loch Ordie was happy to bathe me in sunshine! It was a precious time for photography and I was enthralled by the textures of the landscape—from the jagged shadows resting on the trees to the glass lochs to the flowers peeping up from the rubble.

Feast your eyes dear reader, on some of the simple wonders I found while wandering around Loch Ordie with the Tayside Young Walkers.

Warning: I was feeling creatively descriptive when I wrote this post. Drink some wine first. Continue reading “Dreaming at Loch Ordie, Scotland”

Climbing Ben Venue, Scotland

The land slurped up my boots with each step. Squish. Squish. Squelch. A bizarre thought whipped through my mind—the soggy ground was french-kissing my feet. And it was doing a terrible job.

I shuddered, shooing the idea away. It was my first adventure into a bog and I wasn’t about to let my imagination construct a weird relationship between us. The rain coated me in a shimmering shield, not that the sun was out to give it a shine. Why was I climbing this mountain again?

Oh yeah. For the warm company, the stories and the small surprises. Continue reading “Climbing Ben Venue, Scotland”

Tips: Meeting People At A New Place

Below me Dundee sprawled. Its shops and tenements coursed down the hill to the waterfront like a stagnant lava flow. The bustling noise of over 147,800 residents wafted across the city—a symphony of lively urban sounds. I tried to pick out familiar sounds, like a music fan trying to pinpoint their favourite cellist or violinist in the parade of melodies. Was there a soccer match over the hill? A cultural dance through the alley? The chatter of a book club in the corner of this cafe? Where could I squeeze in, in this city? Continue reading “Tips: Meeting People At A New Place”