On the road to Skye

On our way from Loch Ness to the Isle of Skye, we passed this beautiful, very old grave yard and stopped to snoop. It was completely alone and quiet, behind a gate along the highway. The oldest grave dates back to approximately 1064 and the town continues to bury their dead here. It was so incredibly beautiful. It was really windy and cold and the entire experience was breathtaking. Being from Oregon, we thought we knew green, but Scotland blows Oregon out of the water. The green of the landscape is something amazing and just the most refreshing thing ever! We stood on the top of the hill behind this cemetery and I just couldn't take in the moment more! The breeze and the scenery just reminded me of what being alive really means. I could think nothing except of freedom and freshness. The stress and anxiety of my home life was just that....thousands of miles away. It was incredible.