I made a detour to see it last week. I try to get there for blossom time as there is a tiny patch of green opposite it with flowering trees. They were a bit over by the time I arrived.
About a year ago I heard about a secret Leith Beach…. since then I have had a yen to find it. Last week with my fellow anonymous urbexing companion we went in search at a very low tide. We did indeed find a beach hidden in Forth Ports frankly grungy enviromental disaster area. However the description of the one I got from my ‘sources’ I think may be another further in. Another sortie on a low tide is needed. We found cement just dumped on the foreshore, unregulated dumping, it was pretty ghastly. Please note the ducks huddling on the piles of coal and the pole on the picture above is of a camera which followed us.
Always add a bit of Victorianna to the homestead!
Onto Lochend Park
Last year I bought two packs of tulips one lot crazy fuzzy edged pink ones and these GLORIOUS red parrots. The fatblackcats has a habit of nibbling at tulip stems (Don’t ask can’t see the attraction myself) so I brought in 3 blooms and put them in a glass in my kitchen and for days I was cheered by them. Probably one of my best buys last year.
One of the transformative things about taking photographs is that less good weather = more interesting skies. Some of the DULLEST photographs taken are on ‘perfect summers days’. The light is uniform bright and FLAT. This is a slight comfort when I look out the window and finally force myself to go out. In reality of course I should also take into account the Swedish saying ‘there is no bad weather only the wrong clothes’ but *sigh* it is hard to get it right here sometimes. These are from last week when I had a lovely afternoon in the Fine Art Library and afterwards wandered along George IV Bridge then Chambers St and South Bridge.