Notes from a journey

edinburgh train

ROLLING GREEN HILLS, sheep, and Georgian country manors. Scraggy cliffs, never-ending ocean, ruins picked out against the sea. A great crenulated, turreted house in dark stone, geese, flocks of gulls, small towns spread around an ancient spire, farmhouses, chimneys.

Blue blue skies.

Green and ochre.

Patches of snow, churchyards, and wooded hills. A lighthouse, a golf course, a great rock out of the sea near Dunbar. Railway-side towns, a seventies housing development, laundry on the line, playgrounds. Low, snow-topped mountains over the water. Horses with coats on in snow-covered fields.

And suddenly the coast again. Container ships in the distance.

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