Monday, June 01, 2009

Edinburgh...city of my heart




I've been to this city before, of course, but strangely enough, I found my heart still here, waiting for me upon my return. (The view from atop Arthur's Seat looking out over the firth.)





This time around my visit is too brief, but I managed to get in a few of my old haunts -- the ruined chapel on Arthur's Seat that once gave me inspiration for my latest novel when I first saw it many years ago.

























The very windy, brilliant peak of same. Corstorphine Road, Fleshmarket Close, Cockburn Street ...










....and the castle, of course.







Drove through Glencoe yesterday -- a place of astonishing beauty I'd never seen before. I am quite sure my few pictures did not do it justice, but will post as soon as I can.


~kc

[Ed. note: I post this on a very slow internet connection for which I am paying an exorbitant rate (why is it that free wi-fi seems to work so much better and faster?), so I will post a link soon to a better selection of photos on my Flickr page.]

8 comments:

Dale said...

It looks absolutely wonderful! How can you not believe in magic.

themarina said...

Those photos are amazing. Makes me want to be there.

Jacquie said...

Great photos! Fascinating places!

Btw, went to a friend's house the other night, and her 14-year-old son was reading "Secret of Light." He said it's really good.

kc dyer said...

Thanks, Dale! Yeah, magic aplenty to be found.

~kc

kc dyer said...

Thanks, Marina! I hope you do get a chance to see it one day.

~kc

kc dyer said...

Thanks, Jacquie!

And yay for your friend's son! I'm so glad to hear he's enjoying the story.

We need to get together for coffee one of these days -- will email and sort out a date.

~kc

Ursula said...

Loved your pix. Brought back many memories.
Regarding our Scottish heroes.
When my Uncle Alan was a wee boy, the tale is told that a maid in my grandmother's temperance hotel reported him to Gran.
"Mistress Munro ye'll need to speak to Alan. He's crouched at the keyhole at the English minister's door muttering threateningly over and over, "Who killed, William Wallace and Robert the Bruce. Who killed William Wallace and Robert the Bruce!"
Guess who's family was big on Scottish history!

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kc dyer said...

Ha! I love that story, Ursula! My boy is a rabid fan of his Scots heroes, too. We all simply cannot wait for Jack Whyte's new series to emerge on the three greatest heroes of Scotland!

~kc