It's chilly and rainy. I'm at a tea shop drinking "yogi yogi tchai". Occasionally a drop falls from the tree above me and is a damp reminder of why I'm not out walking somewhere, doing something touristy. I chose to sit outside even though it's cold because it's beautiful. It's a paradise of green and pink, yellow and white. Trees and flowers and birdsong.
Oh yeah, and construction. There's a building going up next door. I look up to see what's making the sawing noise and see a spray of orange sparks as the construction worker cuts off edges of re-bar. The smell of kerosene or something else highly flammable permeates the air.
A helicopter flies by. A bee lands on a flower. Nature and progress together. God giving peace amidst hectic lives.
Life may fall apart again in a few minutes, a few hours or days, but at least I have the memory of the beautiful places I've been here in Scotland. I can't wait to play dominoes tomorrow. Yay!
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