The Sweet Town of Portsoy*

The first time we drove through Portsoy, we were intrigued. It oozes charm on every street. This is one view from just around the square.

From the square one block up is a sweet dead-end street. Barbank street…

Barbank street hosts about a dozen houses and at the end of the lane sits this bench.

A lovely spot to sit and look over the old harbor. I’m told dolphins swim by in the North Sea below. Scotland is wonderful about inviting everyone to share the beauty of the land. Benches dotted often along walking paths and coast lines. After enjoying a rest on this particular bench take a walk back down Barbank Street, take 78 steps to be exact and you will come to this gate.

A small Scottish garden just right for a sweet yellow lab. Once you continue down the road about 15 more steps…

You will find ‘Parkview’, why it is called that, we have no idea as there is ‘no park in view’. What there is however, is a sweet stone cottage just right for us and just right for our friends and family to come and visit.

We have found our home.

How quickly we procured this deal is another story, but as we left the Solicitor’s office we stopped for tea and scones…held hands and bowed our heads and thanked our Lord for blessing us so.

*I’ve learned that Portsoy is not a town or a village. It is a burgh.