I’ve heard Edinburgh described as ‘an achingly beautiful city’ and wondered what such an ache might feel like. But that was before I came to live here. Now, I ache too – owing, paradoxically, to the kind of being surprised by joy that brings tears to a person’s eyes, peals of laughter, stunned silence, and animated, deep, and fascinated conversations.
Every single yard one walks, and corner one turns, and flight of steps taken, up or down, there’s so much history, and story, and art and science, and engineering and architecture and craftsmanship, one comes, properly and fittingly, to feel both small and gratefully enlarged at one and the same time.
Edinburgh is, literally, extra-ordinary, and something about its very air imbues confidence. Yes, confidence – all around the city, and in persons; something I’ll think upon, over and over, as I revisit this growing collection of photographs, which, in every case, and in an instant, bring back precisely what it felt like to be there, then, awed, as I pressed the shutter button …
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Ahhh Simon, I agree with you…this city is positively breathtaking. One can *feel* the history oozing out of every stone and sense a story around every corner. I have always wanted to visit, now I am determined to make it there. 🥰
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✈️ Let’s check in with each other’s dates – I don’t want to be flying to NY when you’re flying to Edinburgh!! ✈️😊x
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Laughing…it’s a plan…
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Edinburgh is everything you say! So lovely and so storied. I have family living there and used to visit a couple of times a year. I find myself dreaming of the day (soon, I hope) when I can plan my next trip.
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Thank you so much. I do hope your next visit to Edinburgh comes about for you soon. I’m loving every moment of being here. Warm best wishes. Simon 🙂
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