I'm back and rested after a hectic weekend spent up in the village of Stuartfield, Aberdeenshire. We were visiting my son, Alun, and his family, to celebrate his 44th birthday.
haunted by several ghosts, as if one isn't enough :)
Peterhead, known by the locals as the Blue Toon. The name is derived from the blue woollen stockings the fishermen used to wear. The stockings were knitted with patterns that were unique to the town. So unique, in fact, that after any fishing disaster, the drowned fishermen could be identified by their socks. The statue on the left is of Jessie Buchan, known as Fisher Jessie. Fisher wives like Jessie would sell/barter fish from their creels (baskets) on their backs. I couldn't resist taking the shot on the right of the gull perched on top of Field Marshall James Keith ... gulls are no respecters of persons :))
The trip up north takes us through beautiful country - this photo was taken on the road just beyond Stirling, during a wee hold-up. In the distance you can see the mountains of the Trossachs - Rob Roy country.
And this is one of the most arresting sights we experienced on our journey.
Arria - Scotland's answer to the Angel of the North can be seen from the road (A80) close to the town of Cumbernauld. This sculpture of a female figure with two large swooping arcs from the upraised palms of her hands to the hem of her dress ... the idea of the arcs comes from the Gaelic name for Cumbernauld, “comar nan allt”, which translates as “the meeting of the waters” ... is absolutely stunning, especially when it shimmers in the sunlight.
Unfortunately, the weekend was over all too soon. We've returned to showery weather, and the temperature seems to have dropped making it feel a tad chilly. Let's hope it's temporary, after all it's still only August.
I haven't had time, or, truthfully, the inclination, to go into the craft room yet. Maybe tomorrow.
I hope you all had a great weekend too, whatever you were up to, and that Monday hasn't been too bad either.
Take care and happy crafting,