Monday, February 20, 2012
Ed, En, BRAAAAH of Rooftops
Just one of the many closes that form the ribs from the spine of the Royal Mile.
In New York it was water tanks. In the UK, it's chimneys. Seriously. WTF.
And Edinburgh is just such a bloody pretty town, yet so full of winds and trees and twists it is near impossible to photograph.
How is it possible to be both orderly and ramshackle at the same time?
The monument to Sir Walter Scott, for contributions to Scottish literature, a revival of Scottish culture and raising interest and passion in Scotch identity.
A monument to a writer.
A writer.
Labels:
all mimsy were the borogroves,
edinburgh,
photography,
scotland,
travel
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
It's not quite as impressive but I found this statue of a writer: http://www.flickr.com/photos/77138068@N04/6915625379/in/photostream
ReplyDeleteGrateful for sharing thiss
ReplyDelete