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A close-up of a black Pointer/Lab cross dog, with her head draped across a laptop that sits on someone's knees.
Crowditch

Good Morning

by Lydia

Usually, most mornings, Euan and Scapa get up early-early and go for a walk. They come back, Scapa has her breakfast, and Euan goes back to bed for an hour or two. I get up not too long after this.

This morning, I was up before them, which resulted in Scapa deciding to eat her breakfast with me. She took a mouthful of kibble from her bowl in the kitchen (chicken munched promptly first), came to sit next to me in the sitting room, chomped it up, then went back for more and repeated this process.

Then, she proceeded to refuse to let me do anything except stroke her. Writing, shopping list, everything else be de damned. Eventually, she settled down like this.

A close-up of a black Pointer/Lab cross dog, with her head draped across a laptop that sits on someone's knees.
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A view from a footbridge, overlooking a lochan surrounding by thick, tall vegetation.
Crowditch

Back on Campus

by Lydia

Back on campus today for only the second time this year. The cygnets are almost the same size as the adult swans, even if they still have their young coats. The vegetation in and around the lochan has grown tall, reshaping the landscape.

A view from a footbridge, overlooking a lochan surrounding by thick, tall vegetation.
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A woman on a train, the landscape outside the window a blur.
Crowditch

An Actual Social Life

by Lydia

After the last two (three, four) years, it seems strange to actually have a social life again. Last night, we went round to dinner at a friend’s house, today I got the train to Blair Atholl for dinner with friends (while Auri and Euan had a splendid time at an afternoon party), and this evening two other friends arrived to stay the night. A marvellous weekend of all good things – and still two more days to go! And it felt good to be on a train again.

A woman on a train, the landscape outside the window a blur.
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A colourful knitted blanket is folded up on an old-fashioned rocking chair. In the background are two guitars.
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Dot Blanket

by Lydia

One of our new favourite things in our house is our new blanket – also known as the Dot Blanket – which a family friend gave us a couple of weeks ago. When it is not being used, it lives on the rocking chair – but it is already a firm favourite and is much in demand for curling up on the settee or for sleeping in miniature indoor tents.

A colourful knitted blanket is folded up on an old-fashioned rocking chair. In the background are two guitars.
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