My husband would be the first to tell you that I’m the least romantic person in the world. He’s not wrong. But it does save him from having to remember anniversaries and he can spend money meant for roses and candies on beer and bangers. But I do enjoy reading a historical romance or two, most notably the “Outlander” series by Diana Gabaldon, Queen of my Universe. The tomes she produce are vast and meaty with all sorts of goodies. It more or less ruined all historical fictions for me after reading one of hers.
It was why I was really reluctant to watch the “Outlander” TV series even though I had heard nothing but good stuff about it. The cast was amazing, the script fabulous. I have the entire season 1 on my tablet but I sort of wanted to savor it like a tasty treat you hide under your pillows, away from prying eyes, until you can greedily gobble it up. What with one thing or another, I never got around to watching it until a request for it came and then I had no choice.
It turned out to be a fabulous experience. I cleared a week in my schedule to really focus on the details whilst watching the show in the meanwhile.
Here we have (from largest to smallest) Jamie Fraser (yum!), Claire, Black Jack Randall, Frank Randall, Dougal Mackenzie, Geillis Duncan (who is still by far my favorite secondary character in any literature. She ought to get her own book!), and of course, the jolly Mrs. Fitz.
To add icing to the cake, this is the 700th set I’ve painted!