Restorative
Drove back from Scotland last night, ending a tour of Glasgow, Mull, Perthshire, Glasgow again. I feel sad to have left, revived to have been.
Does everyone have a particular type of landscape that stirs them the most? Mine are the scenes that I learnt early on – sometimes slightly bleak, often with rain. Scenes that I’ve drunk in for a week and that have healed any cracks in my soul. Today, while I get my brain back into the real life, I’ll leave you with a few of them…
Yes, I feel exactly like that about two places near my home town. I can’t put it into words but they feel like me made into a landscape; it’s where I belong.
Shame it’s usually cold, grey and raining. What is THAT saying abot my soul?!
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That’s exactly how it feels – ‘me being made into a landscape ‘ – so you have put it into words, really nicely. My soul is also so drenched in grey and rain it’s amazing I’m a fairly upbeat person. x