wandering the countryside here
there are always treasures to discover

down on the shore,
tiny sea pinks & the brightest of lichens
decorating aged rocks 

in a hillside field
an old empty cottage is tucked
the stories those walls could tell 

up in the galloway hills
the softest carpets of cotton grass
nodding their sleepy heads

and when we stop for a moment
amid patches of daisies

we find, packed by my lovely mom
scones, filled with homemade jam to munch on
whilst we sit and admire the views
perfect weekend lazy days
x x x
(our poor old monitor is on its last legs
so i do hope the photos are ok!
to be remedied as soon as )