The first place outside the US I ever visited was Scotland. It was beautiful, and full of little moments I’m so thankful to carry in my memory.
One of the little things I remember is when we stopped to see the Highland cow (or “Heilan coo”)
So that there is one on the latest postcard on my virtual trek along the a north Coast just… tickles me. So much.
And so I share it with you, my friends: