Registered: April 2007
Location: The south of Scotland
Imust have been about three years old, and had just climbed my first mountain! Never mind that it was only 900 feet high (a bit under 300 metres), I did it on my own two feet. Dad was so proud of me!
I was always my daddy's girl. We had similar characters, likes and dislikes. I took my love of the outdoors from him, though to be honest was not as able to climb mountains to the same extent he did, due to a lack of lung power, and a funny (problem) hip! I did my best though and have stood at the top of a number of British and Irish mountains. Dad has been gone for 30 years, but I'm sure he's with me out there on the hills! I chose the aqua colours for the layout as the little knitted bolero I was wearing was that colour - we called it eau de nil in those days! Nile water? Hmmm!
Thanks to Becky Soto for Graced with Lace, and also to Kathy Smith for the stitching