A Quiet Life? A wee perusal of my Balintore garden

sparrow and robin in treeThe warm weather has brought a burst spring activity and birdsong to Balintore as I prepare the garden for holiday visitors to Easter Ross in the Scottish Highlands.

I remember complaining about my mothers holiday plans when I was young. She would take us ‘up north’, to the country to ‘detox’. I used to moan that it was too quiet if we went to the country. There was nothing to see or do.  Continue reading “A Quiet Life? A wee perusal of my Balintore garden”