Friday, 2 September 2011

St Andrews

St. Andrews: Grey skies. Neap tides. Bunkered Links. Chapel bells. Grassy aisles. Cloistered quad. Empty wynds. Rhubarb pies. Ghosts in corners. Bookshop browsing. Tide out harbour. Pier meanders. Red gowns. The old town.    Home
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