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The tang of height: 3 small hills in central Scotland
We don’t always need the big summits to have an experience in the outdoors that means something.
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Weekend beach walks at Fife’s Pettycur Bay
Some beautiful beaches are just a stone’s throw from Edinburgh.
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An ode (and guide) to some favourite Scottish coffee shops
Spending time in a coffee shop can be an experience of itself.
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A cold, coastal stroll in Elie, Fife
We rang in 2019 with bad dancing and the inevitability of colder months to come. Two weeks later, we sat at the kitchen table, enjoying the bright light reaching through the sparse branches behind our house. It looked warm outside. But on consulting the forecast, we packed hats and gloves alongside our picnic lunch and then headed east…
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Enjoying snowdrop season in Edinburgh
Our lazy Edinburgh days — when we’re mentally miles away from work — always start with coffee. A stroll through the far corners of the New Town, where Georgian facades back onto bleak modern buildings, and finally onto Broughton Street and our favourite Soderberg haunt. Creamy latte, cinnamon bun, and then we’re back out into…
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A postcard from… snowy Edinburgh
I haven’t been showing up much lately on social media or on the blog in these first weeks of 2018 (why? Well, I’ve found that the less online time the less stress I have, so I’m just embracing the offline. Or real life, some might say). But — very quickly — I wanted to share…
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An evening at Edinburgh’s Christmas market
Over the past few weeks, winter has come to Edinburgh. Reports of the first frost on the Meadows; walks home with numb ears and breath clouding before me; the early sunsets that belie the true chill. I’d take a cold, dry day over rain every time and — as the weeks speed towards Christmas —…
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From castle to coast: A day in Dirleton, East Lothian
The more I see of East Lothian, the more I love it. Sitting adjacent to historic Edinburgh, this sprawling region of countryside, castles and coastline really is a gem — and makes ideal day-trip fodder for us when we need to escape the city. This weekend (after a bit of research and map reading via…
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Finding fairytales at Preston Mill, East Lothian
As I write, looking out the window of our flat towards Arthur’s Seat, here or there a pioneering tree shouts its last of the season in yellow ochre. The dormant volcano’s rump is going from green to purple, the outcome of that colour wash the inevitable dull brown of deep winter. I wonder how many…