Category Archives: Rambles

Bits and pieces provoked by moving through space, history, and the calendar.

Goodwith That

Posted on 28 November 2012 by Isabel Gibson

One of a miscellany of short observations from a trip to Scotland. Continue reading →

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If You Can’t Stand the Answer

Posted on 21 November 2012 by Isabel Gibson

One of a miscellany of short observations from a trip to Scotland. That’s a great tit. I try not to startle: the young man beside me is not looking at me (Go figure!), he’s staring at the bird feeder that … Continue reading →

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Keep Your Distance

Posted on 14 November 2012 by Isabel Gibson

One of a miscellany of short observations from a trip to Scotland. Psst! Does ‘mean’ mean ‘cheap’? Listing to his left, the psst-ing American to my right is being thoughtful, not rude. Our host, the umpteenth baronet of something-or-other, is … Continue reading →

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A Persistence of Beavers

Posted on 07 November 2012 by Isabel Gibson

One of a miscellany of short observations from a trip to Scotland. Look! Wood chips! Speaking in hushed, not to say reverential, tones, our guide points out this indisputable evidence of, poetically enough it seems, Castor fiber, the European/Eurasian beaver. … Continue reading →

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The Other Kate

Posted on 28 October 2012 by Isabel Gibson

Exploring the perspective on history enjoyed by those who actually have some.   Well, by ‘recent’ I mean ‘not medieval’. The speaker this time is neither a precocious three-year-old nor a witty 70-something — it is a young woman who … Continue reading →

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A Wink and a Nudge

Posted on 21 October 2012 by Isabel Gibson

One of a miscellany of short observations from a trip to Scotland.  Because it keeps the witches away. The interrupter is three, or so said his grandfather in introducing him to our tour group. As a second son (the three-year-old, … Continue reading →

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An Embarrassment of Marmalades

Posted on 14 October 2012 by Isabel Gibson

One of a miscellany of short observations from a trip to Scotland. It’s Elizabeth Barrett Browning meets Count von Count from Sesame Street: How do I love thee, Scotland? Let me count the ways. One, two, three: three kinds of … Continue reading →

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Edumacation and Unedification

Posted on 10 October 2012 by Isabel Gibson

One of a miscellany of short observations from a trip to Scotland. It is our first full day in Scotland, and full is the operative word. We sleep late, figure out how to use the tricky switched electrical sockets, resist … Continue reading →

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Are You Serious?

Posted on 07 October 2012 by Isabel Gibson

One of a miscellany of short observations from a trip to Scotland. Haggis. An inevitability of Scotland according to everyone we know who’s been here before us. And everyone has advice on how to relax and enjoy the inevitable. It’s … Continue reading →

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