Directionally Challenged

I sometimes think I'm directionally challenged. I've been known to get lost in small towns, eventually discovering my destination, but having travelled several extra kilometres. Unlike me, my husband, Hugh, has a remarkable sense of direction. He tells me that … Read more

The Refuge

Recently, I was walking my dog, Ben Nevis, a curious Westie, and, unbeknownst to him, a squirrel sat on top of a fence post and watched our approach. When we were near enough so that Ben could have been a … Read more