It may be summer here, but in Scotland, it was springtime and it was glorious.
I will admit to having been just a wee bit obsessed with finding bluebells. After all, they play such a central role in Heart of Stone, how could I resist? Before this trip, I could only write about them based on what I read on the internet. So to finally get to see, feel and smell them? Trust me, online research is not the same as holding them in your hands. Lucky for me, they were in bloom nearly everywhere we went.
Of course, there were daffodils and tulips and beautiful, new green leaves on the trees and shrubs. For an East-coaster transplanted to (usually) dry-as-a-bone Texas, spring in Scotland was lush, colorful and refreshing.