Fox on a wall.

Yesterday evening, walking home in the twilight, I saw a dog sitting on a wall; and then as I got closer, I saw it wasn't a dog, but a fox. It was very calm, not at all interested - I got quite close. It looked at me, and was very unconcerned.

I slowly took my backpack off, and unzipped the side-pocket, reaching for my little pocket-camera. I took two pictures before there was a rustling in the bushes behind the fox, and it jumped off the wall to investigate.

Fox on a wall.

Yesterday evening, walking home in the twilight, I saw a dog sitting on a wall; and then as I got closer, I saw it wasn't a dog, but a fox. It was very calm, not at all interested - I got quite close. It looked at me, and was very unconcerned.

I slowly took my backpack off, and unzipped the side-pocket, reaching for my little pocket-camera. I took two pictures before there was a rustling in the bushes behind the fox, and it jumped off the wall to investigate.

Spirit - Chinese spring lantern festival

Last night, I went for a walk in the Botanics: there was a special installation to commemorate the Chinese sprint, called Spirit. The installation was by NVA, who work in light: I have read about their work in the glens and hills of Scotland, and have been very interested.

It was only seeing a recent post by anonymouseth that got me to go to Spirit, though – for which I am very grateful.

I was excited by going. It was a clear cold night, and there was something very special about walking in the gardens in the dark – I can’t remember doing that before.

It was a beautiful experience – I loved the way the light transformed the glasshouses.

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Spirit - Chinese spring lantern festival

Last night, I went for a walk in the Botanics: there was a special installation to commemorate the Chinese sprint, called Spirit. The installation was by NVA, who work in light: I have read about their work in the glens and hills of Scotland, and have been very interested.

It was only seeing a recent post by anonymouseth that got me to go to Spirit, though – for which I am very grateful.

I was excited by going. It was a clear cold night, and there was something very special about walking in the gardens in the dark – I can’t remember doing that before.

It was a beautiful experience – I loved the way the light transformed the glasshouses.

( More pictures behind the cut… )