In our celebration of Liz Everly’s tempting new Like Honey the LS crew have been waxing rhapsodic about all things Scottish. Well, sort of. There’s a strange obsession about a kind of romantic Scotland in a lot of Americans. Somehow it by-passed me altogether. Don’t get me wrong: I love a man in a kilt. However, living in Scotland I know when you see a man in a kilt, look around for tourists or a wedding party, because that’s mostly where you see men in kilts.
I’m in Scotland (or rather, I will be back in a few days) because I fell for a Scotsman. He didn’t ride up on his horse, fully kilted from the Highlands. Not sure I would have been impressed by that. But I have been impressed by the incredible natural beauty of Scotland.
Last October I stayed…
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