Today we’re having lunch with friends who are going to Iona Abbey this summer. My memory of that place remains close enough to touch – how I want to order up another sun-splashed summer day and return… but you just cannot order sun in Scotland. It’s a gift – you take it when you get it, and celebrate it.
Abbey
this Hebrides isle
with white-sand beaches offers
jaded pilgrims peace
within her mists Iona
wraps kings and princes in sleep
The light in that photo is exquisite. No wonder that memory remains “close enough to touch.”
Looks so beautiful and serene there! Hope you had a nice lunch. 🙂