Lashing, Splashing, Dashing

My visitors are here.  Flew in from Canada early yesterday morning.  Very early for me, as I got to see the lark-side of this city: wide-awake, bustling, industrious.  The sight of if would have made Edinburgh’s enlightened forefathers proud.  “How are you feeling?” I asked between hugs on Waverley Bridge. “Fine!” came the universal response, … Continue reading Lashing, Splashing, Dashing

Higher

After a bit of a delay – a week later than I had planned – I’m back in Edinburgh. “You’ll see a big difference with the stretch in the days,” A. told me. “Sure the days have stretched where I was too,” I reminded her. “I know that,” she answered, “but you’ll still feel it … Continue reading Higher