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Marjorie Virginia Laity, née Weber 1937-2017

June Snapshots

While I’m busy with my conference, here are some lovely photos: the Howff, progress on the V&A and the rail station, fascinating exhibit at the McManus, graduation with the penguins, and of course that cheeky gal.

Charcoal Burners, Black Sails & Magic

Admittedly I’ve not left the house since I got here, but don’t let my indolence fool you! I am ready to rise to the opportunity and sure enough, I will be. Thanks to Cailleach’s Herbarium mentioning it on Facebook, I got on the waitlist and now have ticket in hand to attend ‘The Supernatural in…

The Big Trek

Back to Scotland: the big trek is even bigger this time around. Albany to Philly to Manchester then Edinburgh where I’ll catch the train to Dundee. Depending on how timing works, I will either catch up with my family at Granddad’s or back at the house. As usual, I’m still packing.  It’s been so hot…

‘Tis the Season

Grades are in and I am safely come to Dundee. There were happy family greetings, gifts, and packages waiting — and even a bit of sun. And much silliness, of course. Now #tea and the opportunity to idle and write. There’s time to let much of the madness of a harsh year slip away, if…

Under My Skin

A week ago — a momentous time for so many reasons — I whacked my knuckles on the book case in the conference room outside my office at the end of a day meeting students for advisement. I’ve done it before: those of you who know me well will not be surprised. Head in the…

Dundee Spring

Indulge me: here are some lovely things of spring. This girl: ‘Let me be in the picture!’ Nothing up her sleeve. I did manage to turn Elsa into a rock chick briefly… …which did not go over well. So I had to be a princess, too.