I've roamed by Tweed, I've roamed by Tay
By Border Nith and Highland Spey
But dearer far to me than they
The braes o' Bennachie

Too tired to try to make the places I've been roaming over the last week or so rhyme, but you get the idea. I always feel I'm coming home when I see Bennachie, and I stopped to take a quick snap on the way back from the airport.