Yesterday my new home and I had a little bit of a falling out…
While nearly the whole of the UK was basking in sunshine, in Northern Scotland it poured with rain… all day.
And although there is more to life than good weather, it’s hard not to be a little glum when it feels like everyone else is enjoying a party you haven’t been invited to.
The radio, the newspapers and facebook were full of stories of people enjoying the sunshine further south, while we looked out of the windows and only saw grey skies and deepening puddles.
In London it was 30c and on the Moray Firth it topped out at 15c.
But this morning something magical happened. My husband awoke me with the words “It’s a beautiful day outside” and he wasn’t (as I thought initially) being ironic! The skies were blue, the temperature had risen and Scotland was having a day of summer!
I grabbed the camera and headed down to the beautiful beach at Hopeman, just along the coast from us. The sea was shimmering in the sunlight, the beach was deserted and dotted along the shore was a brilliant rainbow of beach huts.
A few hours of sunshine and Scotland and I are friends once more!