This piece of art was born in a beautiful countryside of Girvan, Scotland. We accidentally found this garden when we went for a walk. All the place was like a picture from a mystic movie. And that’s how a vision was born. You can find the full picture here and the making of it – here. This one is just a fragment.
That’s how I started this February. This trip was not very well planed because there was not enough time for that but as always – spontaneity does the best. Me and my friend Loreta were invited to visit Trochrague guest house in Girvan (Scotland) and I was jumping out of joy! I am so grateful brother Patrick invited us there. We had only a weekend. That appeared to be toooo short to get enough of that place 🙂 Beginning with an amazing room and view to the grotto in the garden to every corner of the house, cozy chapel and gushing peace. But I couldn’t just sit around, there were so many things waiting for us – I thought. And it was true. The very first afternoon we walked to the forest and when we passed it, surprisingly we saw the sea miles away but the most surprising thing was this HUGE “cupcake” in the middle of it! Ailsa Craig island – Loreta’s love at first sight! We just had to see it from the shore so we went back to our “castle” and decided to go to the town 🙂 For me it was a real castle, inside out, though it is called a “guest house”. So we walked to the town center (later I found out it was 2.5 miles away:)) and got back when it was dark, not so late, at 6 o’clock, but the door was closed. We thought we were in trouble but luckily after some time after knocking on the door and windows – we were let in :). All that evening we spent sitting in our chairs by the window and radiator, all wrapped up in blankets, talking about everything and nothing.
The next morning we were offered to look around the city but we had already explored it yesterday 🙂 and instead of going the same route again (Girvan is a small but very nice town) we climbed the highest hill we saw there… Bill, who was a very helpful and polite person, drove us to the town, and just pointed his finger to his head laughing when we asked to take us to the foot of the hill 🙂 Well, if it will be too hard – we’ll go back – we thought. Nothing to loose. It took us about an hour to climb up and it was not so bad, just that it was wet and our feet didn’t look attractive after all. We had several short brakes. Every time we admired the view left behind and when we got to the top, it was just unbelievable. By the way, all the sheep at the foot of the hill were afraid of us and were running to the top, in fact, showing us the way. I bet they didn’t expect we would go to the top too 🙂 and when we got there, they didn’t have where to go, just stood and watched every move. I tried to talk to them in Scottish accent but I guess I was not good at it 😀 So, we spent some time sitting, laying, praying, admiring the view with the Ailsa Craig in the front and this would always be an amazing time to remember.
It took less time to go down of course but it was even damper because all the frost was gone. It was 1 p.m. and the weather was awesome. We returned to our castle happy and ready for dinner 🙂 The rest of the day we spend talking to our friend brother Ricardas who came from Kilbarchan (near Glasgow). It was so nice to see him after three years and I’m so grateful he made this trip possible. And in the evening we met some very nice and warm people from Glasgow who stayed at Trochrague as well. Some tea, karaoke and dance wrapped this wonderful day up and it was difficult for me to fall asleep with all the impressions spinning around in my head 🙂 And the next day we had to leave 😦 But I’m sure I’ll be back here soon. I hope you’ll feel at least a tiny bit of this wonderful time we spent in Girvan.
On the other side of the forest we saw Ailsa Craig for the first time
Trohrague at night
in the morning from the very top room …
The top is still half an hour to go
love that one ❤