mrshumptydumptyThe flitterin faces come doun the brae And the baskets gowd and green; And nane but a blindie wud speer the day Whaur a’ the bairns hae been. The lift is blue, and the hills are blue, And the lochan in atween; But nane sae blue as the blaeberry mou’ That needna tell whaur it’s been. William Soutar2y
mrshumptydumpty@snowboardingmum exactly it smells lush and reminds me of warm, sunny days spend outdoors and stumbling home and the end of the day totally exhausted. I wish my children had the same freedom.
snowboardingmum Are you living in a different place to where you grew up?
frangiven Reminds me of my childhood spent on the beach in Cornwall!
greenpea38 Beautiful photo and words Sarah. I loved to roam free as a kid. Best memories ever.