Imagine returning home to a neighbors teenage son's gangsta truck (still under construction) - as one view out a window...and a 20-30 somethin Sloan Ranger's specially heated outdoor porch, complete with barbi...always smokin towards your bedroom windows? Enough said.
Apologizing to my friends, I've been beset with spam & advertising (left as comments)...so,
Please do not put your adverts into my blog as comments. I am not male, so I am not interested in Viagra. If I was male, I would realize erectile dysfunction was nature's way of telling me it's time to slow down...or quit. One of the most unattractive things about some in this world, is their inability to realize or accept their actual age, their actual looks, and to take a hard look at their own behavior.
I hope I am not "part of the problem" in this world - I try to conserve: I care about the environment, I believe in the effect of my own actions or inactions on others around me. The only thing I am zealous about is trying to live an honest and caring life. It is not a compliment or positive feedback to crum up someone's blog with spam. GO AWAY...spam and spammers of this world - you are part of life's new pollution!!
Windblown, standing in this place, where someone wisely placed this “Commandos” monument to the Green Beret’s of WWII, you have Scotland’s famous Ben Nevis in one direction and Anoach Mor nearby. Worst or best moments in life should be set in places where they can be viewed from every angle, in every light.
Few memorials achieve spiritual liftoff however. So when I arrived outside “Rest and Be Thankful” in 1985, my return bus ride found me leaning against the coldness of the window, hoping my heart and feelings could withstand the emotion I was feeling. With a burning lump in my throat and every emotion unraveling, I managed to hold my breath and take this photo.
Most people go through life unnoticed and, for the most part, un or under-appreciated. The wealth in my life is the richness of my treasured friendships. Were it not for these friends I would never have had rich colorful experiences, nor would I have stood in the mountains taking such photos.
On any given evening, depending on kinds of clouds, this was my nightly view from the room of my flat in Ayr, Scotland. That is “Graham and Gil's flat”…my great friend Davie’s fabulous son and daughter. Right before departure, Graham offered up their flat for my stay. Among the special things friends have done for me during my life, this surely rates with the most magnanimous offerings I’ve had. My thanks to Captain Davie – but then in turn to his family for welcoming me as if I had always been part of their lives.
For all those loving clouds and scenery, I will add the highland photographs with comments (although Scotland's scenery really needs no annotations) over the next few days. My great buddy Ruth, drove me through many of the most scenic areas in the countryside. Without her help, I would have only a few photos.
Sadly, I am back in Steppford until I determine where home will be. Doubly sadly, that won’t be Scotland. My heart, actually, never left the highlands going back to 1985.
