The promise of the day – Watercolour
The title of this is from a Scots song “The Uist Tramping Song” Uist being a Hebridean island
So gaily sings the lark and the sky is awake,
With the promise of the day for the road we gladly take.
So its heel and toe and forward singing fairwell to the town,
And the welcome that awaits us e’er the sun goes down.
I’ve used this to illustrate how the new day starts here by often displaying vivid colours towards the east as, hopefully, shown. The scene shows Cramond Island, in the middle of the Firth of Forth and to the north of Edinburgh. In the background is Leith which used to be a town in its own right but has been part of the Capital since the 1930′s. Like many sea/dockland areas, Leith was pretty run down until massive new developments began to take place about ten years ago. It is hoped that it will become of the show-pieces on the east of the country. The viewpoint is Hound Point, a promontory jutting out into the firth where tankers discharge crude for the huge refinery further up the river at Grangemouth.
Nikira 7:24 am on June 2, 2011 | #
Its weird but tweets doesn’t show. I like the water and depth, I want to sail away.
Leo 7:36 am on June 2, 2011 | #
@Nikira – you mean the Tweet counts, correct? The way it works is that these Tweets are cached on Twitter’s side. The count updates eventually to reflect the actual number.
Nikira 7:40 am on June 2, 2011 | #
Please, forgive me, it showed after a minute or so, I was just expecting immediate result.
roseindigo 12:52 pm on June 2, 2011 | #
Lovely morning light Bob.
Uncle Bob 1:37 am on June 3, 2011 | #
Ah Nikira. I wouldn’t want to sail away in the Forth. Its freezing at this time of year. As to Twitter. I opened an account, to see how it related to Skineart, but never use it as I don’t know how. I suppose you could say I am a complete twit about twitter
Uncle Bob 1:40 am on June 3, 2011 | #
Thank you Rose. The best skies, in the east of our city, occur when there is low cloud after clear weather. As the sun begins to rise fantastic colours get reflected under the clouds as the day wakens. (This was not one of these days). I remember driving to work, some years ago, and watching cars shunting into each other as the drivers were paying more attention to the sky than the road. It was difficult to concentrate with all this beauty around.
Nikira 6:43 am on June 3, 2011 | #
Bob, Twitter is sort of your daily newspaper to check what you interested in, how is your kid doing in a “playground”, what and where to see, to buy new art material, exhibit to go to and fastest connection to the world. So come back there.
I still want to sail away in the Forth.
Uncle Bob 11:27 am on June 3, 2011 | #
OK Nikira. I shall double my tweets form 1 to 2 to see if I can get the hang of “yet another” site. Getting too old for this – as you will be if you go in the Forth. However, if you ever manage to get yourself over here I shall show you the most beautiful coastal fishing villages – perfect for painting seascapes. There are also more golf courses per capita than anywhere else on the planet. You might not be interested in golf, however, – but this can be worked on.