We are having a week on the West Coast, in a small village called Kinlochewe. It’s a part of the Highlands I’d not been to before and very very beautiful. Of course, being somewhere different doesn’t mean that I feel any better, it’s just being unwell but with different scenery. In some ways I am finding it bittersweet as we are surrounded by the kind of hills we would have bounded up pre-ME/CFS. I am hopeful that we shall again though.
The dogs are having a wonderful time and we have seen more Red Deer than I think I’ve seen in the rest of my life together…I have some good photos waiting to be uploaded once we are home.
Finally, we attended the village Remembrance Service today. Go well, in peace.