scotland

"Faileas" means "reflection" in Scots Gaelic, which is really apropos in the Land of the Lochs. Whether it's a dappled sky reflected on the surface of Loch Lomond, purple heather winking back at you from puddled water after the rain, or musings about the toughness it must take for a Rowan to grow out of a rock on Rannoch Moor, I spent a good week wandering the Scottish Highlands and the streets of Edinburgh, looking for a place to store a bit of my heart until my next return. 

I can't say it better than Dougie Maclean in his version of Caledonia:

"Oh and Let me tell you that I love you / and I think about you all the time / Caledonia you're calling me / and now I'm going home / But if I should become a stranger / you know that it would make me more than sad / Caledonia's been everything I've ever had."