I have NO idea why some of my photos are coming out large and some small. I'm just doing them through Picasa Export as usual. Anyway, moving on... it's been the usual week of pleasant but exhausting activity of a nothing-special variety. For example, a small dragon and I baked some cheese scones.
Mr L and I went to this exhibition. It was interesting, but slightly sad in that on the whole, the painters and sculptors were young women who were just getting into their stride when they got married. They then had children and didn't paint or sculpt much more. But at least they could tell themselves that they could have been world-famous if they hadn't been mired in domesticity. I rather liked this young woman, Dorothy Johnstone painted by Anne Finlay.
This is the view from the art gallery: very Edinburghish.
Our walking group did a city walk through parks: here, we're looking down from the Calton Hill, another very Edinburghish view with regrettably Edinburghish weather.
This is known as Edinburgh's Disgrace because reputedly, money ran out at this stage for a memorial to those who died in the Napoleonic Wars. Some say, however, that it was always supposed to look thus: like a ruined Greek temple.
This looks like the country but it isn't: it's Holyrood Park, which surrounds the hills in the middle of the city.
And here we're looking at those same hills from the Figgate Park. I can't express how much I love our hills. Coming back to Edinburgh from holiday, one sees them from a distance and thinks, aaaahhh, home. Wonderful.
And I've sewn these nine-patch squares into strips, getting all the many, many, many corners (what was I thinking of?) to fit together reasonably well, but only with much fiddling about. Now I have to sew the strips together: more corners to line up, with the added complication of the adjustments I've made for the previous stage. How likely is this to be trouble-free? Wish me luck.