What You See Is What You Get. This is a journal blog, an explore-blog, a bit of this and that blog. Sharing where the mood takes me. Perhaps it will take you too.
After a couple of days in Edinburgh last week, it was time to meander southwards. The aim was to be with Aitch at her home in Northumberland for the Wimbledon Final. After some really poor weather, summer came up trumps again, and even on the day I departed the city, it was reaching 27'C! Anyway, there was no hurry, so I only travelled down to Galashiels and found a shady parking spot under some mighty trees, a little busy with traffic, but perfectly fine to spend a couple of nights and spend the Friday watching Wimbledon semi-finals. Those trees made all the difference to the comfort levels!
Feet up, knitting to keep the fidgets at bay, a cooling coconut water on the side...
The best thing was stretching into the morning with some of the best birdsong I have heard in ages. Merlin app told me there were seven different voices. I saw none of the birds, but was thrilled to hear them. Particularly the Thrush and the Blackcap, both rather scarce now.
Turn up your sound to see if you can make out seven distinct calls... (sorry about the traffic in between, nothing I could do about that!)
I am also grateful that the weather was such that I could sit with the door wide open and gaze upon the soft greenery, and the drystane dyking that is probably as much as 200 years old... and that lone feather...
Continuing our mini-season of the works of Janáček, today's item is a duet that shows his inclination to experimentation with pre-existing forms, yet retaining a strong classical connection...
There were a lot of works in this year's Annual Open Exhibition in Edinburgh which reflected, or were inspired by, nature. Some even brought nature right to the gallery floor and walls. This fellow's rocks had us all wanting to break the "please don't touch" rule! The ones mounted on the wall were so perfect it was almost hard to believe they were genuine stones. (As the general wall picture also features quite clearly two other paintings, I am including the captions for those also.) Mac1 and I (and many other folk) lingered quite long with these stones... it was not at all hard to imagine being on the beach with them.
