Off to sunny Scotland??

It's a lovely sunny day and I am getting organised for going back to Scotland for 2 weeks. I always have mixed feelings about leaving here. (Perhaps I am turning into my dad , who never liked leaving home and always found a reason to go back to the farm mid week of the holiday and then we usually left on the Friday evening instead of staying till the Saturday morning. I think home was where he felt good , like a snail with its shell and I think I am the same.)
I will miss arriving  at my studio on my scooter, having waved to people on the way here. Then my flowers are looking really pretty just now and the poppies are out at the end of the street. I went for a coffee in my Saturday cafe and thought how different it  would be next week. (Then I asked the 2 girls working there if they would like to be part of my project: so that is another two to photograph.)
Maybe I am getting older  and I like my routine.
I will miss being stared at, because although it was a little disconcerting at first , I find back in Scotland I feel invisible. I like being greeted and greeting people on my way up town. I still get a thrill out of being called signora. And I like painting and drawing because it has become a big part of who I am.
Then there is the sun! Enough said!

But I should be back soon and I will likely have a great time with my family, despite the weather, so I should shut up and just post these photos of my street and Pisticci today.
(Just had phone call from daughter and my grandson has been telling his friends that I am coming to stay, aw shucks, now I want to go. Presumably Pisticci will still be here when I get back.)