Like huge wind chimes, the rigging on these boats rings and jangles in the slightest breeze. Today was blustery, almost wild for the time of year. So much so that, seconds after this recording, the section of fencing where I had been standing blew over with a crash that stopped everything momentarily – except the chimes.
See the ‘city’ on the horizon?
colours, colours, colours
Bright, undecided sky, and the West pier, still clinging to life.
Edinburgh Book Festival will begin soon. The last few years, they’ve run a ‘story-in-a-tweet’ challenge, sending out a prompt early each morning with tweets to be posted before midnight the same day. ‘Paper’ came up in 2015; this is my illustrated version.