Edinburgh: National Gallery

I love the story of Callum. I can’t recall if you weren’t allowed to photograph the Turner watercolours that are only on display in January, or if I was just too busy looking at them. I got the catalogue. It took me until the Bacon and Turner exhibit to understand his appeal, but I get it now.

Edinburgh: A Cold Morning

Miss Wendy and I arrived at night and had a terrific meal at Howie’s Waterloo which included a divine cullen skink and gave me the chance to say ‘I’ll have the pheasant’ which is not too common for me. In the morning we started with the Old Calton Burial Ground, which I visited on my very first trip back in 1980. I even took another picture of David Hume’s grave which I have in a yellowed old snapshot. They were dismantling the Christmas Market next to the Walter Scott Memorial, but this lovely caravan was still there waiting for me — but Wendy talked me out of rolling it away.

Wendy in Dundee

It was great to have my dear friend visit the city I love! We saw art, the dragon and the Howff, our local and more — then wandered about before heading to Edinburgh for the weekend (more pictures to come).


Salem: It’s Alive

I finally joined my gals’ annual Salem jaunt. A tough time of year for me to get away, but I promised them this year I would go. We had a lot of fun and good eats, and there was a fantastic exhibit on at the Peabody. More pics on the ‘book.

Las Cruces

I’m going to aim to work backwards until I get to all the things from this summer. In theory anyway: we’ll see how that works out. But here are some photos from the week with my dad. Lots of pictures of his dog Maggie, no surprise. Some beautiful sunrises and sunsets. More on the ‘book.

NYC with the QoE

It was nice to get away for a day even though I’m still ailing and still behind on a lot of things. You may have noticed I haven’t been blogging as much lately. Maybe there’s not much to say. I can show you things though: like this fabulous day. Our main objective was to catch the Mystical Symbolism exhibit at the Guggenheim but we managed to fit in some other wanderings as well. Oodles more photos on the ‘book.

Dundee Summer

In which I sigh because I am there no longer: yeah, mostly that crazy girl. Camera loves her.