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

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

Business trip serendipity. Fireworks and haiku. Memories. Good times. Edinburgh rocks.

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

The Edinburgh farmers market had everything: produce, cheese, a bridal couple, dogs, paella, olives, breads…a plethora of products and people-watching.

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.

I met a couple of owls during a recent trip to Scotland.  Not on a walkabout in the verdant countryside – smack-dab in the middle of Edinburgh’s Royal Mile.

An Edinburgh pub dating back to 1680 dishes up a meal that is worthy of the ages.

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

Foodie-worthy, hipster-appropriate, gorgeous views: I highly recommend the Waverly Mall food court in Edinburgh. And don’t miss the Butcher Bad Boy burger!

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

A December business trip to Glasgow provided a brief opportunity to soak up its food, shopping and culture. It did not disappoint!