I surface here on the blog once in the proverbial great while, after some jaunt to faraway lands where I share giant photos and wax rhapsodic about vistas, views, and visits. Back to Scotland for the first time since 2016, Edinburgh has only grown on me as a place I hope to be: lovely fresh grass scents, cozy bookshops, cheerful profanity in rolling, barely understandable brogues. 5 days of rain for a 7 day trip, the sun comes out on the last full morning, and I hoof it through brick paver streets, wheel my way around the King’s beloved Holyrood Palace, and up the trail on Arthur’s Seat to a glorious sunrise. As I tell my dwindled audience or whomever happens upon my blogposts: find your way there once in your life for a blissful bout of happiness.