Reflections in Focus: The Photographic Odyssey of Tom Duffin

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A final glance at 2024 as its flame is about to extinguish – commencing with St Giles tonight just before the conductor stepped out for the candlelight concert. This is one of my preferred structures and venues, both within and beyond – I paid tribute earlier this year for its 900th celebration – catch up with that here.

I have always enjoyed capturing some of that ceiling with its magnificent azure and gilded bosses. I spent a remarkable couple of hours here while they were reapplying the gold leaf to the ceiling, enchanted by a gentle cascade of 24-carat gold falling through the room.

The musicians readying themselves as the percussionist stepped out for one last cigarette.

You might be aware of the cancellation of the outdoor festivities and official Edinburgh Hogmanay street celebration. There has been talk of a revival of interest to commemorate “The Bells” at The Tron Kirk on the Royal Mile, but should it occur, it will have to be done without the clock showing the correct time – it remains unset since the recent repairs to the steeple. You can view additional Tron steeple images over here.

The buses have never been so calm. I was aboard a No.27 bus with just one other passenger at 7pm. The city center is bustling with visitors who have journeyed here for the celebration, while locals are mainly keeping close to home. Or perhaps everyone was occupied getting their party attire ready and sprucing up?

The castle has simply donned a classy blue coat for the evening. For next year, I wish to encourage the four bay windows on the right to adorn a Christmas tree and leave their curtains drawn back, then we’ll get a truly festive capture. Those journeying to the southwest of the city will recognize this view down Barclay Place from Brunstfield.

The outlook down the Links displays the castle proudly spread over the chimney tops of Glengyle Terrace.

However, if it’s a celebration you seek, then this is the route for you – up the Links into Marchmont, where you will have numerous options to pick from. Simply follow the sound, knock on a few doors, and you will soon receive a warm welcome, provided you have a bottle of something under your arm and a friendly smile on your face.

If you’re tall, dark, and attractive, and carry a lump of coal with you, that’s even better.

I will conclude with a couple of photos I captured recently when I rode west at sunset to visit my friend along the canal. I had to dismount my bike several times to seize the post-sunset beauties – this shot was taken at the large bend in the canal.

The image below was enchanting, and I was thrilled I managed to change lenses before the rower drifted into the shadows. It seems a fitting way to end this year. Keep glancing back, friends, but ensure your gaze remains set on the future, considering what lies ahead and the transformations we can effect in our world, near and far.

Keep your dear ones close.

Raise a toast to cherished friends lost, and new friends discovered.
Perhaps I’ll see you out there.
TD