Scotland - Tactile Notebooks Day 4 - my morning walk

My mornings in Newburgh began with a stroll

 to and along the River Tay, usually near high tide.

Thursday morning

 seemed the fitting time

 to give this book of Khadi paper

 a dip in the river

 before adding a few rusty bits.

 No visit was complete without photographing the red boat.

As I turned to begin the uphill stroll to Big Cat Textiles, 

 something caught my eye. 

 Mud.

Dried,

cracked,

shrunken,

misshapen.

Reminiscent of eggshells

 or puzzle pieces.

 And I found myself whispering

Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall.

Humpty Dumpty had a great fall.

All the King's horses and the King's men,

couldn't put Humpty together again.

 This little one watched on,

bravely, attentively,

 as I walked up the hill

 to the Newburgh War Memorial

just across the street from Big Cat Textiles.