Brittany

Brittany might be a new face on my blog, but I have in fact known Britt for 13 years or so. In fact, during much of high school we were very much inseparable. As with many of my friendships, it’s not unusual for me to drift in and out of touch, but after school Brittany and I went our separate ways and didn’t keep in contact. Fortunately she was at the same New Year party as I, and we ended up exchanging numbers and agreeing to eat our way through Glasgow. We started at St Louis on Dumbarton Road. Stuffed jalapeños.

 
 

Drive

I will never get bored of this drive, especially on days like this; low clouds, quiet road, dry weather. As much as I put up a fight at 17 about learning to drive, I’m glad my parents pushed me into doing so. There are few things I enjoy more than jumping in the car and strapping my camera into the seat next to me.

 
 

Escape

I have been laying awake at night, perhaps unnecessarily, worrying about ‘problems’. These aren’t problems in the grand scheme of things, but we are all guilty of getting hung up on work, money, relationships etc. It’s good to escape and give yourself space to breathe.

ISO 640. Bit of grain because I underexposed in camera but adjusted in Aperture. I’m rolling with it.

 
 

Dain Scottish ‘Hings

My friends I stayed with in Brooklyn, New York are in Scotland for a few days, so we visited Edinburgh to do a fraction of sightseeing. The tables have turned as I was a tourist in New York when visiting Dustin and Margaret, and now Dustin is a tourist in Scotland (Mags grew up here. We went to primary school together).

Although spending most of the day in Edinburgh, we really didn’t accomplish much other than a pub meal at the Grassmarket, a visit to my sister’s boutique, and coffee at Fredericks. Still, it was nice to see them before they fly across the Atlantic. We’ve talked about spending a bit of summer in Minnesota, where Dustin is from. I hope that happens.

 
 

2013

I was fortunate enough to bring in the bells surrounded by some of my oldest friends. A large group of us – most of who I know from high school – headed to Strachur to spend an evening in Strachur House, a mammoth 40+ room mansion. We danced at a local ceilidh, before retiring to the house library to count the clock down to 2013, following it up with a boogie in the ball room. Fun!

The drive to and from was, as always, breathtaking. Getting away from Glasgow is a much needed reminder that Scotland can be easy on the eyes.

 
 

Merry Christmas

I just wanted to wish you all a Merry Christmas from Inverkip, Scotland. I’m spending Christmas with my family at my Mum’s house. I popped online to share this photo and updated some WordPress plugins while I was at it, consequently breaking my whole site. Bear with my while I attempt to fumble around with PHP. But, yeah, have a great Christmas!

 
 

Shipyard Faces

Any opportunity to partake in some street photography, I visited Ferguson Shipbuilders to watch as they launched Hallaig, the first commercial ship to be fully built on the River Clyde for over five years. I was surprised at the turnout; people of all ages – including school kids – had come to wave flags and cheer. And everyone had a camera, which meant I could subtly blend into a sea of lenses.

 
 

Christmas Gary

Gary and I treated ourselves to a mulled wine at the Christmas market, followed by pizza at Bier Halle and a milkshake at Mia. I guess that is my cheat day sorted until Christmas, huh? Whenever I’m in Glasgow with Gary we always bump into people he knows, and I realised they are always the most interesting and friendly of folk with a great attitude. It made me think about the saying “you are the average of the five people you surround yourself with”. That is on my mind today.

 
 

Indie: 52 Weeks

Every week for 52 weeks I took a photo of my dog. I thought it’d be a great idea; I was snapping photos of Indie all the time and figured it would be nice to look back on in the future. To begin with I had a lot of enthusiasm for the ‘project’, but towards the end became lazy and dragged my heels. There are some photos here that make me cringe, but pushing myself as a photographer wasn’t what this collection was about.

It’s about Indie and how much she warms my heart on a daily basis, therefore capturing my life with her for a short period of time. I don’t know much about Indie’s background; how old she is or how many homes she’s had (I know I am at least her third, and she is probably about 7 years old now), but I know she is a lot of fun to have in my life and that’s why I took these photos.

 
 

Ayden and the Gingerbread Man

Ayden and I kick-started the Christmas spirit with a fun afternoon in Glasgow. It began with a deluxe hot chocolate at St Enoch square’s Christmas market. Seeing as we are both in agreement that sweet and savoury have separate compartments in your belly, we then headed for lunch at Lebowskis on Argyle Street (yeah, we sort of did things the wrong way round), before finishing our day at Ashton Lane during golden hour – only my favourite hour of the day.

I met Ayden a couple of months ago at the Next night in Blythswood Hotel, but it turns out we both love food and know some of the same folk. Make sure to check out Ayden’s UK lifestyle blog and give her brownie points for naming her cat Dexter.

 
 
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