Walking to Waternish (pronounced Vatta nish) on the Isle of Skye. Where the sea and the sky merge into a single blue. The air is clear and fresh and you feel like you could hug the sky.
Where minky whales slowly crest and dive along the coast as you walk - making your heart sing and your eyes eat the view, pulling in every drop of the vista to keep it safe and keep it for ever in your head and in your heart.
Where the earthy scent of sweaty bracken swirl and twist with the crusty smell of the salty air. Mouthwatering.
A memory which is part of me, threaded through my very bones - one so special that my heart aches when I think on it.
I miss this. I miss being able to go back to places I love and find places yet to love. I will return, one day, I will return xxxx