Terry Spear, Author of Scottish Medieval Romance & Urban Fantasy

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This was the first castle we visited and it was very cold here! I loved this castle--only one room that was finished off and decorated, otherwise it was in ruins and trying to envision what it looked like when people lived here was more fun.



It was high above cliffs, surrounded by water on 3 sides and had a long way down stairs, then a long path up again until you came to the one entrance, easy to see anyone approaching by land or by sea.


Here was one of the rooms that would have been occupied by someone of status.



This shows some of the walls and one of the more finished buildings.



I love the water, and loved seeing the waves crashing on the rocks below the castle's cliffs. It's a long way down!



Here is one of the storage rooms. Note all the rocks were covered in green moss. It was cold and misty, cloud-covered, a cold breeze while we were here.



Note the thickness of the walls. Long drop off here to the rocks below!




This was the well where they would get their water. I was having fun photographing a reflection of the castle in the water. I imagined a medieval people gathering to get water at the well for meals.



In the earlier days, arrow slits were part of the defense system. Later, they created round holes for guns.



Again, rocky, watery grave if prisoners tried to escape, and very difficult to access from down below. The castles were built with primarily defense in mind.


This was the chapel.



We were very fortunate that the place was virtually empty. :)


And me, looking incredibly cold. :)

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On a clear still night, the blackness enveloped Scotland where Eilean Donan sits on a small island in Loch Duich near Dornie in all its glory....

Are those torchlights in yonder windows? The laird getting ready to retire for the night with his bonny bride? The clansmen preparing their pallets for another night before the sun rises the next morn?

Envision the castle shrouded in darkness except for the candle or torchlight from within. And you, a visitor stumbling upon the area, friend or foe, staring in wonderment at the sight of the stone towers and massive walls, the portcullis that is now down for the night. The air is chilly, laden with moisture, and you shiver. Do you seek shelter within?

Scottish hospitality dictates that you be granted entry--but what if you are from the enemy clan?




Would you dare to breach the castle walls?

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Brodie Castle

While we were waiting for Brodie Castle to open, we took a long walk down a colorful treed path...



...and ended up at a waterway filled with swans and ducks.




Two older Scottish girls and their younger brother joined us with old bread and began to feed the birds. The boy smiled at me and offered me a chunk of bread to feed to them also. 



I was so touched by his generosity and had fun tossing bread to the eager swans and mallards. Sometimes it's just the smallest offers of friendship we can give that make all the difference in the world.



Thanks so much to the generosity of the young man for making my trip to Scotland even more special!

Heroes start out as small boys with big hearts.

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Fyvie Castle


We were rather rushed through here because of the late hour that we arrived--who could blame them!--and found this delightful garden we enjoyed immensely!



Who needs to live in a castle when you could be the gardener and feel right at home here?

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Here is another lovely castle that is in remains. When I first envisioned going to Scotland, I really hadn't thought I'd love the castles that were in ruins as much as the ones that were "whole." But I have to admit, I loved the castle ruins for all those we saw! Envisioning the Highlanders living in these castles was much more satisfying than seeing furnished castles to me. :)

The day was mostly sunny, rather than the gray days at the other sites. And if you look really hard, mayhap you'll see one of Nessie's fins in the lach!



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A wisp of cloud so close you could nearly touch it in Scotland, like a ribbon of water droplets beckoning for you to slip your fingers through it. And if you did, if you ran your hand into the mist, what would it feel like? Would it just be wet and cool?


Or would it be something so much more? Something that evolved from deep within the earth, made its way to the surface of the rough land, flowed into a river or swirled in a lake or fed a deep bottomless sea? And then made its way to heaven again? Now, it drifts overhead, ancient as any water source, newly birthed just like the water cycle continues to flow unending from heaven to earth to heaven again.

I see a cloud, a sea serpent, a ribbon of life that will reform itself like a shapeshifting wolf. You knew I'd have to mention something about wolves in my post, didn't you?

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