I saw the lowlands of Scotland for the first time last weekend. We first drove up to the small village of Cramlington near Newcastle-upon-Tyne. After 25 years, I spent some time with my 4th cousin, Irene, who is about to turn 91. I found her healthy and sharp as a tack and she says her secret to a long life is "work." I think we've got that part down! After promises to come visit again, we drove two hours north to Edinburgh to spend the night.
Here are some snapshots of the landscape between Glasgow and Lockerbie as we headed back south on the M74. It reminded me of this place or that, but I finally settled on it uniqueness. There were lots of sheep and new-born lambs in the fields, tall pin-wheel looking wind catchers, and trees in perfect rows being grown to feed the lumber industry. The sunny weather added just the right touch.