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Notes from Mull


Lately this blog has been more about elsewhere than Berlin, but never mind, after this post I will deepen into life back home, monitoring the cherry blossoms at Rosa Luxemburg Platz and checking how the birches are sprouting green in the Buddhist gardens.

Katie, I wish I could have made it to Iona, but this trip to Mull was another lesson in the vagaries of traveling with a toddler. Never mind, if the image below was your view from bed, wouldn't you be tempted to stay in with tea and ginger biscuits? (If you're visiting Tobermory with friends, I can only recommend Janet Campbell's converted fisherman's house Seabrae, full of loving touches and generous faded floral armchairs.)


Scotland was precisely what I'd like it to be: blue and green and white, full of beloved friends, and treats. Tobermory's Island Bakery was ideal for assembling picnics, and I'm still meditating on the one perfect oyster that began a perfect dinner at Cafe Fish. Back home, what a delight to know there's a waxed round of Isle of Mull cheese to be sliced over oatcakes. Is there anything nicer than the honor system? At the Sgriob-ruadh Dairy farm shop, cheeses were attractively displayed in a glass case; we left our money in a wooden hen on the countertop, admired the antique presses and white Wellingtons, then left. If you're back in the summer, tell me how the garden cafe is.

PS: A toddler prone to motion-sickness meant I couldn't join an outing to the Ardalanish Weavers, but I was intensely envious when David brought back stories of Swedish interns demonstrating the vintage looms. Maybe you'll have better luck? Do the farm trail if you can!



Dear Sylee,

Wondering how you got there? By plane and car??
What luxury, I LOVE Scotland and would live there anyday.


Stunning photos, especially the first ones of the sea - such an intense blue. I long to be there in those dramatic landscapes, even if it wasn't ideal weather. Thanks too for the tip about the buddhist garden in Berlin which I hadn't heard of before. It's on my list for when I return.

this sounds like such a wonderful holiday! i'll bear your tips in mind for a future visit to scotland.

Jo, yes, it was a long journey! Flight to Glasgow, train to Oban, ferry to Craignure and then the bus to Tobermory. But so beautiful in all stages (well, save the flight) that I can't complain.

Vanessa, have you been yet? And where are you now? On Mull I felt I could point my camera anywhere and take a great picture.

Kristina, do be in touch if you are heading to Scotland, there are a few other places I didn't manage to mention in this post.

Beautiful photography, as usual. Your photo of the window view reminds me that sometimes all one needs in life is a book, a cup of tea and a quiet place which invites you to do exactly that.

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