This week and next Friday I'll post my favorite photos from our trip to Scotland.
The gardeners had just finished working diligently, but with care in this part of the Botanical Garden in Edinburgh. I love the way the sun comes around the corner, doing its job to help the plants grow.
I have already posted this next one, but here it is again. This was a great evening. We stopped by a used bookstore and I bought this early edition of Robert Louis Stevenson's children's poems. Then, right across the street, was this restaurant that served us a big bowl of very good ice cream after a delicious main course. The candle made the ambiance perfect.
Still in Edinburgh, this was the home (for a short while) and preaching post (next picture) of the preacher and Protestant Reformer John Knox. In a beautiful gold print around the house it reads: "Love God Above All and Thy Neighbor as Thy Self." (Obviously I have used the modern day English translation.)
The Crown towers over Holyrood Palace, where the Queen stays when she comes to Edinburgh. This is also where that famous incident of the murder of Rizzio by Lord Darnley, the husband of Mary Queen of Scots, took place. Now this was truly beautiful and historic. We loved it, but they didn't allow many photos. The best lunch we had in all of Scotland was also here at the cafe. Amazing. The food and service were excellent and the gentleman who checked us out when we paid gave us the staff discount!
McNaughtan's Bookshop. Wow. While inside I bought early editions of Robert Louis Stevenson's In the South Seas and Island Nights, Entertainments, & The Misadventures of John Nicholson. I also got an early edition of Twenty Three Tales by Tolstoy and Moby Dick or The Whale by Melville. This shop was a book lover's dream (but there was still a better shop to come, although I didn't know it at this time).
Leaving Edinburgh we drove to Stirling to find Robert the Bruce (or Robert I of Scotland) looking over his territory. This was quite a statue.
And finally for today, this is the famous sword of William Wallace (aka Braveheart - which was a film full of inaccuracies, as we learned). It's quite a climb up a very narrow staircase to see this. I nearly fainted on several occasions and had to cling to the coattails of my wife to make it up and back down. What a total and complete wimp I am. Not even Wallace could inspire me to be a man!