Traveling home is different from going someplace new. Edinburgh is beautiful, spectacular in its location and architecture, but since I was born there I don’t take the pictures I would if it was my first trip. Or maybe I just can’t do it justice so I focus on the details.

Cabbages lined up from large to small.

The neighbor’s hat, worn unselfconsciously, overlooking laundry on the line.

Vintage signs on St. Stephens Street.

Blessings carved in the walls.

Texture.

Pattern.

And my favorite Manchester detail – chimney pots shaped like crowns.

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