March kicked off with a night on Skye for our wedding anniversary. It poured the whole time, but that added a nice brooding atmosphere.
The best reason for a sneaky night away? B&B breakfast!
I went to see the Scottish Ballet’s production of A Streetcar Named Desire. I loved it so so much!
I wish I had smart ballet-criticky ways of expressing this goodness. It was moody and sexy with a clever, elegant set and perfect music. I was completely engrossed from start to finish. Except for the scene where Blanche kisses the paperboy. Instantly the voice of Apu popped into my head, singing I am just a simple paperboy from The Simpsons episode and I nearly lost it.
The Mothership arrived later in month and we quickly got into a routine of morning walks. We strolled past the new skatepark with its resident Loch Ness Monster.
In Portlandia they put a bird on it; here in Inverness they put a Nessie on it.
Epic hopscotch.
March had all kinds of weather. Flooding…
Snow…
… which made Neighbour Cat’s comings and goings less subtle.
Then finally, some sunshine!
Neighbour Cat continued her thing for Sleeping On Bags, seen here in hedgehog pose.
