The past few days have been largely dedicated to writing essays and studying, but when the need for fresh air became too great on Sunday morning, I decided to start the day with a walk around Kelvingrove Park. It was a gorgeous, sunny morning, so naturally I brought my camera along with me. I only wish I had decided to get out the door a bit earlier, as the most magical morning light was already gone when I reached the park. It was still beautiful though. Although it was relatively quiet, I wasn't alo.ne, as a lot of people seemed to take advantage of the lovely morning. There were quite a few runners out (who sort of ruined the atmosphere a bit -- sorry runners), as well as plenty of adorable dogs. I was painfully reminded of how much I want a dog myself, and how very unlikely it is that I'll get one anytime soon.
Heading back inside to crack on with my essays was definitely a bit easier with fresh air still in my lungs. There's something healing about trees, and about morning walks, even if it's just in a park. I still prefer the Botanic Gardens, but Kelvingrove is a lovely place, and since it's only a five minute walk from where I live, it's perfect. I'm sure I'll take plenty of walks there over the next year.
What did you get up to during the weekend?