Really and truly, it is!
By far, this is the rainiest day I've had in Scotland. Yeah, I know. I'm lucky. Slash, I think maybe Fife has a bit of an identity complex, in that it likes to think it's warm and beachy despite its proximity to the North Sea.
But it doesn't stop me from being TOTALLY enamoured with all the Scottish-isms that come with dreary days like today. For one, the word "dreich" comes to mind. I'm sorry, it's just the best word for the weather--dark, drizzly, cold, windy...all of the above. And none of those quite capture it like dreich. (Stop me now, or I'll go on about how Scots is the best language ever.)
Anyway, today is a better day, despite the rain. Actually, the latter part of the week was better altogether. I held a 13th century manuscript on Thursday morning (almost peed myself) and had a girly outing to Dundee that afternoon. Then I went to my church small group, which fills my heart with joy EVERY time I show up. Those people are amazing. Saturday was uneventful, but fully of serendipity and social things in the evening - including stopping next door to have a better listen to the live band that was playing. The sun came out on Sunday, and a few girls from the programme went for a (9 mile!) walk along the coast, which I finished off with some tea and some quality skype-time with the fam.
It's easy to get overwhelmed with homesickness when I think about how far I am from (most of) the people I love. But all it's always the little things-- some friends, some prayer, some sunshine and the occasional rare book--that set me right.
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