It's been a quiet couple of weeks in my attic. I've finished the Shipping News, worked my way through 100 Years of Solitude and now I'm giving my attention to Random Acts of Heroic Love, as well as playing a few mandolin tunes here and there and knocking out some chords on the old guitar. It's been a temperamental time weatherwise but inbetween the wet bits, there been some rather lovely bits and this being Scotland, the change between them can be sudden but in all my wanders about the town, I've only been drowned once this week. In the mean time, while I wait for something to happen, here's some of the snaps I've fired of on my wanders about town, starting with the harbour from the bridge with Maclellan's castle popping up in the middle of it - it's not really a castle, there was no real need for them in 1582 when it was built, but a rather large house.
"The galumphing curves of the ugly concrete bridge" wrote the author Dorothy L Sayers of this bridge way back in the first half of the last century - time hasn't improved it much and if you want really unattractive you could photograph it from the other side and you stand a chance of getting the closed down dairy factory in it.
A small copper (must be about the last call for butterfly pictures this year I should think)
A lapwing stands on a muddy bank
A yacht out on the bay
This wooden carving remembering those lost at sea sits down at the harbour looking out over the bay.
A couple of old abandoned boats that are favorites with local photographers - the first one had a name on it until recently but it appears to have been snaffled and I can't remember it nor can I surf it up.
This row of sandstone blocks are awaiting the sculpture symposium at the weekend - if that bloke from Ellesmere turns up, this is not a finished work that represents the relationship between the art shop the bus stop and the harbour.
Bad thing happen in Kirkcudbright too!!!!
The view from my garret window.
9 comments:
I've never been to Scotland so it's good to see it through someone else's eye's. I can't help but notice all the tree's in the background, it looks a lovely green land.
As for the galumphing bridge - I rather like it, it's unusual and i think your very brave standing in the middle of the road to take the pic.
I'm with Poppy; enjoyed the look around through your eyes. As for ugly bridges, I could show you more than a few on this side of the pond.
Actually the bridge is very much part of the local townscape and it wouldn't look quite like Kirkcudbright without it.
Oh yes, this corner of Scotland has trees gallore and green abounds - I can vouch for it's lovelyness.
It's green for a reason. You only get lots of green where there's lots of water falling from the sky...
Shh Kim. We try to keep that bit quiet until it's too late.
Nice Blog Sandy! I enjoyed reading it... I've got to clean the dust off my guitars & play a few chords myself soon.
I really enjoyed your blog. I love the ship on the shore . How very intersting and stunnig.
The Bridge as well is intersting.
Lovely look around where you are .
Thanks.
Mr Light-in-a-box, just play em with the dust still on, it'll soon fall off.
Thanks Lisa.
Sandy! your right, the dust fell off... I picked up my acoustic & played a little while this weekend.
Oh, you can call me Michael!
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