Just back from a few days R&R at Langwoodbarn, the home of the beloved Patsy, somewhere deep in a valley miles from anywhere and Peebles. It snowed. There was no TV, no Radio, no music – just peace and quiet and sheep. Bliss! Well, bliss for a few days. We extroverts can only cope with such silence in very small doses. And I did get a bit panicked that it might freeze and I’d never get out. So I came home. But I am still on holiday and now the serious reading begins.
Here are some photos. The wonderful thing about this vista is that it is constantly changing.
It looks beautiful and very cold…
I wish you enough……
I am still mulling over the idea of somewhere isolated being referred to as
“…miles from anywhere and Peebles…”
It has a certain ring to it. Like ‘hell’s half-acre’ or “timbuktu”
R
Beautiful: it’s just grey and foggy here, and very, very cold.
RR, well Peebles is the nearest town but it is miles and miles from there.