Ah, Scotland

We've been having a lovely trip so far. When I left this place a year ago I was pregnant and had just gone off effexor, meaning my mental state was cloudy and miserable (to say the least). So it's wonderful to be reminded how much I like it here. In fact I'm ready to come back for a while, or at least ready to leave Cleveland. A year ago, it's the only place I wanted to be, and now my itchy feet have come back with a vengeance. So even if it lasts only two weeks, a mini Scottish adventure is just what I needed.

Besides the Big Surprise birthday party for David's father on Sunday, we've been seeing as much as we can of Edinburgh and the countryside. On Tuesday, we headed down to the borders, where David grew up, to the pretty little village of Peebles.





That's the River Tweed Behind me there:



We also stopped at Traquir, an old Scottish country house...the oldest continuously inhabited house in Scotland apparently.



But we didn't bother going in; we just walked around the gardens and grounds.



And David and I tried, unsuccessfully, to conquer the maze: