Woosh, a week has gone by since I last posted! Tilly’s paws and bib are white again, and spring has come to Scotland. This past weekend was the “May Day Weekend” with Monday being a holiday for many people. We went down to Glasgow and saw the inside of our house-to-be! It’s going to be really good and we’re all excited, although there’s a lot of work to be organised for August. We had a definite feeling of privilege to be moving into a house that has been very much loved by the same family for the past 57 years.
On Sunday morning I had a rare treat – some time all to myself to go for a walk in a beautiful garden. I’d never been to Glasgow’s famous Botanic Gardens, and they didn’t disappoint. In comparison to Aberdeen, Glasgow seemed positively lush with green, as the trees there had begun coming into leaf. And the warmth! I didn’t need two cardigans under my spring coat, or a hat!
Glasgow Botanic Gardens are renown for their glass houses:
I didn’t have time to go inside. The plants there are so happy they have seemingly filled every available space.
That will be an adventure for another day. I thought this view down from a hill was so beautiful, with the sun illuminating the glass house at the bottom:
It’s lovely to see the tiny leaves just burgeoning on the branches, but at the same time the crisp outlines of the trees allow one to see vistas that will soon be obscured:
And as if that weren’t enough, there’s a cafe! The Tea Room at the Botanics. I got to sit here and have a coffee:
Oh what a treat, let me tell you! The staff were very friendly, and offered a dish of water to a dog sitting (with its owners) at a table outside.
One thing I really loved about the gardens was the variety of landscapes. There’s so much there I didn’t have time to see, including what looked like a fabulous garden for children. And there were some wild corners as well. When I see slender white birch trees I always think of fairy tales in which fair maidens are turned into birches:
It was a very restorative break in amongst such a busy week. I can’t wait until the Dafter can come with me – though she’s not nearly as into gardens as I am. I’ve been meaning to do a bit of an update on her, which I will soon. She’d like to write a guest post about how she’s doing, but that takes a lot of time and energy for her these days, so it may be a little while.
My morning in the gardens reminded me of just how much I have to be thankful for, and also how much there is to look forward to. I hope you’re all having a very good week!