Here’s a confession: I used to really dislike the SNP. I’d go so far as to say I actively disliked them. Were my reasons valid? I’m not sure. I voted against Scottish independence in 2014 because I didn’t find the SNP’s case to be credible, and I believed Scotland would be out of the EU if we left the UK. From my perspective, the 2014 referendum was exhausting. For those of us on the No side, there were no marches, no gatherings, no messages of togetherness or hope. For us there was nothing but negative news (‘project fear’) and a really uneasy feeling in the gut that we were voting against fear instead of voting for hope. As I’ve said many times, there was no joy in saying no, and I felt low for months afterwards – which is part of what caused me to dislike the SNP. I held them responsible for my low mood because I felt they’d pushed me into making an awful decision I didn’t want to make. And I worried they were going to ask …
Fallen sycamore leaf on the beach at Ettrick Bay.
Standing stones protected in a farmer’s field.
Sometimes I’m overwhelmed with just how big the world is.
Port Bannatyne, Isle of Bute.
They look like pterodactyls to me.
Argyle has to be one of the most beautiful places on earth – even on a grey day.
Heading back to the magical isle this evening. I’m looking forward to watching the weather from the front window of the flat.
A friendly Bute seal wishing you a lovely weekend.
Heading back to my favourite island (not counting the UK, of course) this weekend. The weather is supposed to be a bit yuck, but that’s no surprise. There is a good chance of an aurora on Saturday night. I suspect this probability directly affects cloud cover.