I was struggling to find my Christmas spirit, so we headed into the heart of Edinburgh to see how the place had been decorated this year. I hoped that the bright lights and smiling faces would jump start my festive feeling and here are a few of the shots I took. These are in and around the Christmas Market in Edinburgh’s Princess Street Gardens. Taking night shots isn’t something I have done much of, but I like the slightly blurry way some of the shots came out. It was incredibly busy, I think they haven’t laid it out quite so well this year and so there are lots of bottlenecks as you walk through. This was rather frustrating at times, and reduced the photo opportunities considerably! This shot is taken from the Eastern gate of the gardens looking across Waverley train Station to the beautiful New Balmoral on the corner of the Bridges and Princess Street.
This shot was taken looking up The Mound, from the edge of the National Gallery. The swept over Christmas tree made me smile, a casualty of the storm which blew through Britain last week, but it managed to hold on. The tree is a yearly gift from the people of Bergen in Norway, and it marks the special friendship between the two countries which was forged during the Second World War. When Norway fell in 1940, there were over 7,000 Norwegians based in Scotland, fighting alongside the Scottish regiments, known as the Norwegian Brigade. It’s a lovely tradition I think, so thank you Norway for our lovely tree.
This is one of hundreds of wooden stalls in the European Market, selling food, drink, crafts and Christmas decorations. As you wander around in the cool night air, a wild array of delicious scents drift in the air. Around this stall the smell of chocolate was very strong, giving way to coffee, and then the spices of mulled wine as we moved among the offerings.
This stall filled the air with the wonderful scents of a traditional Christmas, dried orange, cloves and cinnamon. The fruits and spices were woven into beautiful and colourful heart shaped wreaths. It reminded me of Christmas past, when I would sit with my grandmother covering oranges with cloves, and the sweet scent would linger on my hands for days.
This is the ice rink, filled with children and adults alike, whose eyes were wild with excitement and fear, depending on their blade skills. This year it’s over looked by Edinburgh’s famous department store Jenners, which you can see in the background, but I preferred it placed lower down in the heart of the gardens. It gave a lovely view from above of all the fun on the ice, and was far less crowed around its sides.
Finally here are some magical trees of light, forming a dazzling avenue through the shops which lead from St Andrews. Square towards St James shopping mall, and the bus station. I thought it was beautiful, like a fairy tale wood, and it left me feeling full of Christmas wonder. I will post more Edinburgh Christmas shots over the next couple of weeks, so I hope you enjoyed the wee taste.