Time well spent

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I ‘read’ photographs in much the same way I read books: daily and with an eye to every detail. Memory teachers speak of the value in ‘attaching’ images to what we want to remember. I think I’ve always ‘thought’ primarily in pictures and poems but, while they’ve helped recall many things, they’ve been no use whatsoever to my non-existent mathematical skills!

I’ll revisit today’s collection of beach photos perhaps years from now – among hundreds of such collections of the same or similar subjects, and will almost be able to ‘feel’ the flashing of neurons: conversations half heard on the bus, temperature, cloud formation, the first lines of a poem in response to flashing past the familiar outline of Arthur’s Seat, the smell of the sun-warmed salted timbers of the coastal groynes, the extent to which the presence or absence of ‘the haar’ obliterates or magnifies Inchkeith Island set in Blackness Bay, the beach café and what I chose to eat, the evening light, the lines at the bus stop, innumerable details of all that I meet.

Words and imagery are, I suppose, external representations of the inner journals of our lives. While what we think shapes today’s reality and that of our future, that thinking is itself shaped by the ‘photographs’ of every second of our lives lived to date. So I believe that time spent with ‘good’ imagery is time well spent. Perhaps you’d guessed that already? 😉📷

Ocean Terminal

Lothian no.11 for Ocean Terminal

Warm and dry on the top deck of a Lothian double decker is a good place to be on a wet and windy Edinburgh day.

The run down to Ocean Terminal is not at its largely Georgian prettiest right now, choked with roadworks as the city’s tram line is being extended all the way down – decidedly to the chagrin of hard-pressed retailers and those who have to drive the route often. Bus drivers ought to be awarded medals when the extension is finally opened.

Up on the North East coast, Edinburgh is not always sunny and mild, of course, and at times the wind here blows through you rather than around. But even on a rainy day, bus windows streaming, there’s a distinctive, different, beautiful something special about this city …

running down part-laid tram lines
new traffic direction by the minute
The Scottish Government Offices
Leith
The Shore, Leith
The Shore, Leith
Clock on the Shore, Leith
The fabulous Topping and Company Booksellers
Lothian No.16 for Colinton
The Balmoral Hotel and Wellington Place
The Scott Monument, Princes Street
Edinburgh Waverley Station
Waverley Corner
Waverley Bridge
better prospects for the weekend 😊

Skyscapes

Lothian No. 30 to Musselburgh: at Waterloo Place, Edinburgh

The number 30 bus to Newington helped me on my way to this morning’s walking. I’ve always had my car in Edinburgh hitherto but have chosen, for April and August this year, either to walk, or to use only public transport – train, tram or bus. The decision radically alters one’s view of the city and facilitates all sorts of happy conversations. I love the cosmopolitan nature of this city – the sound of many languages, the music of innumerable cultures, astonishing choice of cuisine. Edinburgh is loved by locals and by visitors alike, and one hears cheerful conversations and a lot of laughter. And I’m never the only person making photographs – almost anyone with access to a camera speaks of and tries to capture ancient and modern, panoramic views and skyscapes …

Bernard Terrace and Arthur’s Seat
Corner of Buccleuch Street & Melville Drive
The Meadows Tennis Courts
The Meadows – greening
Middle Meadows Walk and Quartermile
Middle Meadows Walk
The Vennel and Edinburgh Castle
The Vennel and Edinburgh Castle
Castle Ramparts from The Grassmarket
The Grassmarket
La Barantine Victoria – tarte aux poires 😊
Princes Street Gardens, the Scott Monument and the Balmoral Hotel
Princes Street Gardens beneath the Royal Mile
Princes Street Shopping
After supper twilight in St Andrew’s Square