Walking North

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..Feeling the wind on our faces..

Yes, it was summer, but we were close to Cape Wrath.

The sea was the guardian of all rainbow colors and shadows.

The Scottish sky had tons of clouds, wandering around like our thoughts.

The grass was dancing, light and happy,

as well as our hearts. 

Walking North through the Highlands.

Walking North as a State of Mind. 

No filters, No photoshop :)

The Punk Issue

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She looked "Vivienne Westwood" a lot.

Edinburgh and the punk street art.

August 2013, Royal Mile.

(Scottish) Windy Nights..

Windy Nights 

Whenever the moon and stars are set,
     Whenever the wind is high,
All night long in the dark and wet,
     A man goes riding by.
Late in the night when the fires are out,
Why does he gallop and gallop about?

Whenever the trees are crying aloud,
     And ships are tossed at sea,
By, on the highway, low and loud,
     By at the gallop goes he.
By at the gallop he goes, and then
By he comes back at the gallop again.

Robert Louis Stevenson, 1913

Eilean Donan Castle

Stalker Castle

InverlochyCastle

Urquhart Castle

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