February in Scotland was pretty darn nice. I miss it all year ’round, but always more so in the summertime when I’m trying to avoid heatstroke from another triple-digit California Summer. This one leads to Castle Stalker, Loch Laich, Appin Personally, I can’t wait to go somewhere again (Scotland, it’s always Scotland) and take multiple motorways and single track roads and foot trails (both on and off the beaten path) to nowhere and know that each time, I’ll arrive somewhere spectacular.Īn open gate looks like an invitation to me What happens when you get there? What if you think you’re in the middle of nowhere (for instance, along an empty mountain pass), and realize you are indeed somewhere quite significant, surrounded by serene beauty with a vibrant or painful history? You are no longer ‘nowhere’. Rather than a physical place, it is your perspective of that place.
Perhaps ‘nowhere’ is a state of mind, or an escape.
Wesley sits in the dimly lit office, his head down as he pours over demon dictionaries, mystical anthologies, and codex's. At the end of the game, we went over a couple sections to watch the 4th of. I wish that I owned it, but alas I don't and never will, but I just wonder if they'd be willing to let me borrow Spike. It was there, that one of the Cleveland bullpen catchers threw Avery a baseball. But it is really anywhere, and most definitely somewhere. The girls spent a lot of time walking around the park, going on the merry-go-round, watching every one of Miguel Cabrera's at bats, and even sitting out near the Cleveland Indians bullpen. As an answer, it was usually intended as an evasive or flip response, rather than an actual intended destination. How many times have you been asked, as you were walking out the door, where you were going and you replied “nowhere”? (When I was younger, that was my default answer). Loch Lomond and The Trossachs National Park Rest and Be Thankful Pass, A83, Arrochar,
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