Last weekend in Edinburgh had a little social time as well as performing time - the friends we were staying with live on the top floor of a three story tenement, their landing and flat has many plant pots dotted about so no surprise that they also waited five years for an allotment close to The Braid Hills. After our music practice we walked across Morningside to visit it. I love what a kaleidescope of creativity and individuality any communal enterprise throws up - from the pest control devices to the shacks and sheds - and how obvious the human need to create/grow is expressed when looking at the variety and ingenuity of the plots. One plot, known as 'The Skipper's Plot', has nothing to do with boats or the sea but is named after the materials retreived from skips and made into patchwork greenhouses, bean poles and containers. Another sheltered a fox and cubs - I'm sure each one had a story to tell. I wish I'd taken my camera - next time.....
Eating with Vickie & Peter
Out of the earth
thirteen green stalks,
this morning's harvest
due to be blanched,
drenched in butter
and with eyes shut,
sucked.
lych gate interior Cummertrees Church
I did take my camera up to our local church - now sadly unused and up for sale, we hear - I'd promised one our the Powfoot writers that I'd find a photo to illustrate her poem, a lament on the closing of the church. It's not the most beautiful church building in the world; it's unusual for having an English style lych gate and some good sandstone carving, the graveyard is impressive and has the gravestones of both the speculative builders who worked on the idiosynchratic red brick mansions at Cummertrees and Powfoot. But I guess it's as a focus for community occasions that it's the greatest loss.
the tourist view
sandstone carving
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