There was a very soft and pretty light early this morning. When I came out of my art class in Portobello at 12 noon, the sun was shining and there was not a breathe of wind. I drove towards Musselburgh and the sea to my left was like a mill pond. And in the hazy, blue-grey distance was Cockenzie Power Station, looking as romantic in that light as any power station could possibly look!
I am really going to miss those two chimneys when they demolish them, sooner now than later. :o(