Dear Scottish Ben, Tonight you made me feel beautiful. I'm not going to lie I loved being serenaded by you as you played your guitar. I wished I could actually look into your electric blue eyes to know why you get enough compliments to make it your favorite color. Thank you for letting your hair down and loving my smile. Even though I didn't plant the Japanese maple in my backyard for you I doubt I will ever be able to look at it the same. I wish I was in Australia to share the sun with you but alas you moved away from Scotland to avoid the rain and clouds. Which is all there ever is here.











