Even the most mundane things can be magic when you love to travel, like wet streets and traffic a chilly, rainy evening in Aberdeen.

Scottish bees and purple flowers, and a haiku.

Train tracks in Stonehaven headed for Aberdeen – and a footloose haiku.

This dogged little doggie on the beach in Aberdeen made me smile.

I’m a gull watcher. Aberdeen is a good place for it.

Aberdeen’s Cruickshank Botanic Garden on the King’s College campus in Old Aberdeen is gorgeous and haiku-inspiring.

This charming Scottish tomcat roams and collects admirers in the tiny town of Footdee, near Aberdeen. I’m one of them.

Admiring the lush countryside in Aberdeen, trying out the Doric language, and hoping I have some Aberdeenshire heritage through my maiden name of Harvell.

I learned in Aberdeen that junk food transforms into “snack food” when you’re tasting another country’s treats.

Charmed by Aberdeen at night.

Digital postcards from Scotland’s Aberdeen, the surprisingly colorful “Granite City”.

Nighttime photos of the ever-changing but never-dark sky in the Scottish summertime.