Today is a soup day. It's an overcast, grey, clammy day. Every once in a while there is a little smurr--just a mist, more like a low, moisture-laden cloud passing over. Don is on the golf course playing his usual Saturday morning game with Craig Lamond. I am tidying up in anticipation of our guests' arrival tomorrow at midday. In another half hour I'll go into the kitchen and make us some mushroom soup for lunch. Then later today I'll make a nice, hearty Italian soup for us all to have for lunch tomorrow after we pick the cousins up at the Dunblane train station.
The temperature really isn't all that cold today but without the sun--and with 95% humidity, it certainly feels chilly. In fact, I turned on the central heating about half an hour ago and let it run for about 15 minutes, just long enough to take the chill off the house. I've dressed warmly and will keep moving around so that will help.
My blog updates may slow to a trickle for the next few days. I know I won't get one done on Monday as it's a jam-packed day. We start off with another routine follow-up appointment at Ninewell's Hospital in Dundee with the plastic surgeon. That appointment is at 9:15 but we'll have to leave the house early enough to drive the 40 or so miles in rush-hour traffic. (Monday isn't Labor Day over here!) We're bringing Ruthellen and Russell with us because after my brief appointment, we'll be taking them across the Tay Bridge from Dundee to the Wee Kingdom of Fife. We'll show them St Andrews and probably have lunch there. Then we'll follow the North Sea coast down to the East Neuk (nook) of Fife where charming fishing villages cluster around harbors on the Firth of Forth. Most likely we'll make a long day of it and stop in Anstruther for one of that town's famous fish suppers before driving home. Want to come along?
Reunited at Prestwick Airport
Upon my return from Aix-en-Provence
About Me
- Lynn
- In September 2003, my husband, Donald, and I moved from Bethesda, Maryland, to the Highland village of Comrie in Perthshire. It was the fulfillment of a dream that we have nurtured since our first trip to Scotland in 1986. Beginning with October 1, 2003, each month I have written the Highland Line to family, friends, former colleagues, and acquaintances who were interested in following our adventure. Donald is a consultant/teacher in distance education and an avid golfer, although he hadn't played until he began taking lessons in 2003. I am a quilter, specializing in smaller art quilts rather than traditional bed-sized quilts, although I sometimes make one of those as well. We have four daughters back in the States and 6 grandchildren. We make two trips to the States each year to visit with them and as many friends and relatives as we can manage to squeeze in. Welcome to our dream come true.
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