Living quietly in Scotland.
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A lovely visit to the park. It’s chicks season! Pictures: Canada geese and tiny Canada goslings; Coot and cootlings; a larger cootling; four grey herons doing a stately dance (*).
(* Not really; a lady was throwing food to the herons, who seemed to be warily circling each other while waiting for titbits to come their way)
I kind of knew I was going to have to extricate myself from the Apple ecosystem some day, but until now I couldn’t face the effort it’d take. Looks like it’s time to roll my sleeves up and get started.
https://www.theguardian.com/us-news/2026/apr/28/apple-closes-first-union-store-maryland
This afternoon we went to the beach (at Musselburgh in Scotland) where the tide was waaaaay out, the sun shone, and the beach and harbour seemed to be steaming with evaporating water.
Lovely walk this morning under a perfect cloudless clear blue sky, and glorious sunshine which wasn’t too hot. Perfect. I spent much of the time admiring the blossom on the trees.
We had a lovely walk in the park this afternoon (*) where we saw this grey heron, standing in the perfect spot to be framed by the tangle of wood in the pond.
(*) Why yes, we *do* have nothing better to do all day now than enjoy ourselves! It’s great. I recommend it.
Really peaceful by the river yesterday evening. Lots of swans (not pictured) - they seem to come in off the sea when the tide is high. Sunny, but chilly, a north wind. But sunny.
@AltTextHealthCheck Just to say:
- Yay, my host is near the top!
- It turns out that alt text is FUN to write. Just slow down a minute, relax, take the time to describe your picture; feel creative while doing good.
Spotted on my morning walk, an MG Magnette, a perfect-looking survivor from the 1950s.
A brilliant petition for UK folks to sign: “Launch a public inquiry into the impact of Section 28 on LGBTQ people”
https://petition.parliament.uk/petitions/760231
The world has gone mad.
A very pretty old Bedford CA van with a Dormobile conversion, spotted out and about today.
Wild garlic growing by the Roseburn Path, one of Edinburgh’s loveliest green spaces. I don’t know anything quite as green as wild garlic in the spring.