Hi The winters been long here in the North of Scotland. Snow still caps the mountains, yet the faintest lilt of spring can be heard in the birdsong.Before Spring has fully sprung, and the pull outdoors gets stronger, I'm excited to share a free onlin...

Greetings , The sun hangs low and darkness encroaches. For me, midwinter can be a complex time of year. The compass swings from hibernation cave to feasting hall and back again in steady rhythm.The festive season can swing from rest to frenetics, kin...

Hi I write from the Hood River valley, a tributary of the epic Columbia river, a vast body of water that flows past Portland, Oregon, into the Pacific Ocean. It's so far from Scotland, yet the colours, vegetation, and climate are remarkably similar f...

Warm greetings story lovers,Only the most determined leaves cling to branches, and local rivers swell to bursting, following the recent torrent of rain. The glorious purples of late summer, and gold of early Autumn make way for winter grey. The dawni...

Dear Story Lovers, The seasons are turning here in Scotland. As the winds pick up more leaves fall to the ground by the day. We had one day of sun yesterday and it was a dream, yet today we return to grey. Recently I was in Germany, tracking wolves a...