To the Highlands

Thought i'd share a few snaps from my recent trip to the Highlands. It was the best weather for some hill walking and just what I needed. There's nothing better than eating lunch on top of a munro and watching the clouds move across the valley. Although you can see the trees beginning to show signs of fall, the sun was scorching and it felt like the middle of June. Before the northern winds start sweeping in, get out there and take a big breath of fresh air. 

Transformations

Wearing: Topshop coat (ebay); Primark dress; Character shoes 

Studying has begun again and I'm facing the facts that the long summer days are over. I had to buy bike lights the other day because cycling home at 10pm is no longer valid without them. That's always an indicator. As much as I will miss the long summer days and lazying about, I'm excited for fall. It's officially my favourite season. So far, I haven't noticed too many leaves falling off the trees but it happen very soon. I always find that if your not careful you miss Autumn. It seems like such a short season: the leaves all suddenly fall off and then there is suddenly a dark, grim array of bare trees covering the landscape. I therefore intend to get out into the woodlands as much as possible and watch the transformation from greens into searing reds and yellows. As the new season alters, I'm set for my own changes. This year is going to be one of the most important yet. Not only is my goal to do the best I can academically, but I also want to work on my character. When I come back university I always have a tendency to remain quiet and shrink into my shell a bit. I've known these people for a while now and I don't want to be a quiet girl in the corner. As much as I'll miss my friends back home, I need to start branching out and building strong relationships here. This means being bold even when I'm scared of the changes. 

Glasgow Green

Wearing: Topshop Coat (ebay); Dress: DIY, Shoes: Topshop

Most of this weekend was spent moping around feeling sorry for our poorly stomachs. We did manage to go for a short stroll around the green though. I was so glad for the fresh air too. Sometimes I feel all I need to feel better is a walk outside. Being cooped up never does me good and I inevitably begin stressing about small things. Outside I do some people watching in the park or run around some fields and everything gets put in perspective again. It seems that wherever I am I always need a place to go and clear my mind. Does anyone else find that? Back home I used to walk in my favourite fields whenever I was stressed and worried. Walking along the coast at university has helped me think through so many problems. Even in the city, I need a spot to be alone and weigh up the real scale of my worries. Before winter well and truly hits I pledge to get outside as much as possible.