If I were to be a superhero now, it would be BittenALotByMidgesMan. My superpower would be not making a fuss even though suffering terribly.
In 30 degrees C, Skye is very much like Majorca. With whisky and 80/-.
Stupid boy. Point the iPhone. Press the button. Was that really so hard?
Sometimes landscape just offers a kind helping hand to amateur photographers. Just say thank you.
The Leki was bought with a degree of affectation. The Montrail because I hadn’t discovered glucosamine and chondroitin. For 5 miles and a few thousand feet, they are now my best friends.
This is a very nice place to eat. Or just be. Eilean Eormain Hotel. Skye.
Salt-washed turf is my new minor obsession.
tumblr is such a good place for nonwheatarians: gunna make this
(Source: foodographies, via neoretro)
End of the pier. Armadale.
water and grass. Skye
