There is nothing in this world like Scotland when the sun shines. Nothing. The greenery, the sky, the hills, even people in the street are nicer when that big orange ball is in the sky.
I love it. I love how comments about the weather are about "getting the laundry out". I love how my 5 year old thinks that 65F (18C) is skin-melting hot. I love how we can do all of the things we normally do, but outside so I don't have to clean up.
And so, if you need me, I will be outside. In the sun. For as long as it decides to grace us with its presence.