Tam o’ Shanter

I just could NOT be bothered with the wet feet that would inevitably follow attempting this rather plump burn.


And I had too many companions, forced to leave the path a couple of times.



However, a beautiful but poignant night and dutifully lit my single light in remembrance of those who had fallen in order to allow me – and you – such freedoms.


A special prayer for the chaos in which the Middle East seems to be gripped and with no signs of any cessation.




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