Someone was telling me the other day about the six months she spent taking care of a friend's 18th century home on the Isle of Skye. I didn't imagine it to be so beautiful. 
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2 comments:
It looks wonderful. I think spending six months there would be tedious at times, but I am also drawn to the notion of really disconnecting from my regular life to see what floats to the top as being truly important.
Very much agreed! The idea is scary and exciting at the same time. She felt it was for the best!
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