#from calton hill

[scotianostra]

Yesterday morning.

[mightywellfan]

Edinburgh

A beautiful shot of Edinburgh at dusk with a glimpse of the Sir Walter Scott Monument peaking out from the left.

There are so many fabulous places to visit whilst exploring Edinburgh from Princes Street to Dean Village to catching the sunset from Calton Hill.

[scotland]

The National Monument of Scotland, perched atop the iconic Calton Hill in Edinburgh, stands as a majestic testament to the country's rich history and architectural heritage.

This neoclassical structure, was conceived in the early 19th century as a tribute to the Scottish soldiers who perished in the Napoleonic Wars.

Its design draws inspiration from the Parthenon in Athens, featuring a series of grand Doric columns that command the skyline.

While the monument's construction was ultimately left incomplete due to financial constraints, it remains a revered symbol of Scotland's enduring national pride and a picturesque part of the cityscape, offering breathtaking views of Edinburgh's historic landscape.

[untilthcyrot]

☕ cozy things tag game (mun)

comfort food(s): any kind of pasta tbh except alfredo oops, pizza, chocolate, extra cheddar goldfish, these caramel chocolates my neighbor got us for xmas i'm gonna be so sad when i'm done with them, strawberries

comfort drink(s): dr. pepper

comfort movie(s): pirates of the carribean, phantom of the opera, moulin rouge, anything star wars, the dark knight, tarantino flicks, hook, no country for old men, pocahontas

comfort show(s): impractical jokers, the golden girls, frasier, the nanny, lost, supernatural, rupaul's drag race, criminal minds, what we do in the shadows, king of the hill

comfort clothing: cozy socks, pajama pants, a hoodie

comfort song(s): "moving on" and "life and death" by michael giacchino from lost (among a ton of others), "the wedding" by bear mccreary from outlander (among other outlander songs), anything from any of the pirates of the caribbean soundtracks, anything by radical face, "what could have been" by sting, "alone" by the beegees, "the beast" by old caltone, "beginning of the end movement iv" by the newton brothers, "born to die" by lana del rey, "go your own way" by fleetwood mac, "a silent house" by joshua james, "crocodile rock" by elton john, any beatles song tbh but i love "nowhere man"

comfort book(s): the mortal instruments, alice in wonderland

comfort game(s): halo, outlast, evil within, nancy drew games

tagged by: @freakarus (thank you bb <3) tagging: @applesdrowned @brightsupe @dragcnlxrd @eskelwolf @fortitudina @luposcainus @qapsiel @ruinedmyself

[blairstales]

Historic Halloween: Costumes, Fairs, and Fancy Balls

Halloween was once a much bigger festival than it is now, but some of its traditions still carry on. Today, when people think Halloween, the first thought might be “costumes,” and costumes are not a new addition.

"The Hallowe’en guisers were formerly found all over the country from Holyrood, where their appearance at the Court on ‘Aphallowday, 1585, is recorded, to the remotest Isles." “Silver Bough: Volume 3” by  by F. Marian McNeil

It is thought that the tradition came to be from people dressing up in frightening attire to avoid the mischief of the spirits of the dead roaming around. Depending on where you were, this might be known as “mumming,” “guising,” or “going galoshins.”

This was a tradition that continued on into the form of Halloween fairs, parades, and balls.

"Up until 1925, the celebration of Hallowe’en in Brechin was a notable occasion, when large numbers of people, old and young, in a variety of fantastic costumes or disguises, paraded the main streets, which were lined with spectators. After the parade, which lasted for about two hours, thus taking part attended a Hallowe’en Carnival Ball." "Folklore of Lowland Scotland" by Eve Blantyre Simpson (1908)

Even the tradition of trick-or-treating is said to come from the tradition of soul caking which dates to medieval times in England. During this, both children and the poor would go door-to-door singing and saying prayers in exchange for the small round cakes.

There is a song from The Watersons in 1965 that immortalizes this in the lyrics of ” Souling Song.” You can listen to it on YouTube here.

There is also a recipe you can try on this website.

For the fairs, they occurred in many places. The original site for the one in Edinburgh was Calton Hill.

"In the Edinburgh Charters (1507), reference is made to the ‘Alhalow Fair quhilk (which) is haldin at our burgh of Edinburgh,’ and a notice appeared annually in the old Edinburgh Evening Courant that ‘A11-Hallow Fair of this city is to be kept on the twelfth day of November (Hallowe’en, O.S.), to continue the usual time, and to be: kept and held on the lands of Caltonhill.’ Later it moved to the Grassmarket." “Silver Bough: Volume 3” by  by F. Marian McNeil

HISTORIC AUDIO RECORDINGS

(link) Halloween; guising; harvest customs, including straw dogs; profit-taking. 1970

(link) Guising at Halloween. 1982

(link) GALOSHINS

[soloorganaas]

right back where we started from: chap 6

The following weekend him and Sirius took a trip into Edinburgh (leaving Harry in the castle, much to his disgruntled protests) and meandered through the streets exploring the old town.

“Hey, let’s go up to Calton Hill,” Sirius suggested.

They wandered over the north bridge and climbed up to the top of the hill, wavering slightly against the chilly afternoon breeze. The grass was sodden with melted snow, so they furtively cast some warming charms on the ground before sitting down.

The sky was already starting to darken in the early Scottish winter evening as they gazed out at the city below. It seemed like ghosts of the past were hovering just behind their shoulders, and suddenly Remus didn’t know what to say.

“You remember when we came here on your 18th?”

Remus’s whole chest seemed to sing. “At midnight?”

Sirius looked round at him with a smile.

“Yeah.”

“You were so insistent we ring in my birthday here despite the fact that it was freezing,” Remus said, earning a laugh from Sirius.

“I wanted it to be special,” he shrugged.

“It was,” Remus said more softly.

“Yeah?”

Remus had no idea what he was doing – he didn’t know why he was diving headfirst into these feelings after a decade of keeping up impenetrable barriers. He just couldn’t help throwing them all aside with Sirius, and pouring out all his vulnerability with the resounding certainty that he’d be understood.

“Very.”

Sirius’s face blossomed into an adoring smile and his eyes flickered over Remus’s face. For a moment Remus thought he might really lean in and… but then Sirius looked away, surveying the wintery landscape before then.

“It’s cold now, too,” he said.

Sirius glanced back at him with such a pointed expression that Remus couldn’t help but laugh.

“Well,” Remus said, resting an across his shoulders. “Come on then.”

Sirius smirked, then shuffled closer to press himself into Remus’s side.

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[upsidedownwithsteve]

Hi emmy!! I hope you’re feeling ok! I’m taking a little trip to Scotland in May and im like so excited!!! I studied over there for a year but silly me didn’t get to actually see or do much since i was in school. Im curious what are some of your favorite spots in Edinburgh? What should I absolutely go check out or go eat at? Thanks! Sending so much love and hugs from across the pond xx

hi lovely, i'm doing good, thank you - hope you are too! and that's so exciting! there's all the obvious places to visit like the gardens, the castle, a wee hike up arthur's seat or calton hill for some amazing views. the royal mile is a great place to wander for restaurants and shops, as well as cockburn street for vintage/charity stores (it's one of the cities most recognised streets!)

if you head down to leith on a sunny day, you'll feel like you're in amsterdam! sea views, riverside walks and so many cute vintage stores for clothes, records and trinkets as well as sushi and ramen places and bakeries. one of my favourites is mimi's bakehouse 🤤 there's tons of old bookstores too!

also love the boozy cow for their dirty fries, the alchemist for insane cocktails, gusto's for an incredible italian and the dome for the fanciest afternoon tea experience ever.

chamber street museum is also a stunning building to wander around and it's free entry!

[dinobobwhereheshouldntbe]

Mini Bob shouldn't be gazing longingly at the North Sea from the top of Calton Hill.

[artschoolglasses]

Arthur’s Seat as seen from Calton Hill

Edinburgh, Scotland

[aefensteorrra]

I’d never been to Edinburgh before I moved here and always wondered how I’d feel about it when I leave. I leave today after having lived here for a year and I didn’t expect to have such mixed feelings towards this city. It’s so different to the city I’m from and for a while just felt like a big town lol (it does feel like a city to me now though), but it has everything I wish my home city had (Calton hill, Holyrood park, the sea!!). It is undeniably beautiful but I also can’t stand how cars are so prominent everywhere. At first I was disappointed about living 2 miles from the centre but quickly became thankful for it (especially during fringe oh my god) and honestly I do love the specific area I’ve lived in. The vibe is cold and uptight compared to what I’m used to and I found a lot of solace in escaping to Glasgow now and then lol. Would be curious to see how working and earning money here would change my perspective though because being a postgrad living off savings is Stressful and Edinburgh is expensiveeee. All in all I think it’s a nice city and I’ll miss it, I’m very grateful to have had the opportunity to live here and know I’ll be eager to visit soon

[scotianostra]

On January 26th 1861 Edinburgh heard the sound of the one o'clock gun for the first time.

Walking along Princes Street when the gun goes off separates the locals from the visitors, one group stand in bewilderment, while the Edinburgh populace just walk on as if nothing has happened.

The gun has become an Edinburgh institution, it is fired six days a week from the castles on Mill’s Mount Battery on the north facing side of the castle, but originally it was fired from the Half Moon Battery which faces the Esplanade.

So what's the point of it? Well it's just a tradition nowadays, but it has all to do with the time ball on the top of the Nelson Monument on Calton Hill drops simultaneously at 1 o’clock too, many of you won't even know about this.

At 456 feet above sea level the Monument is highly visible from far off. This led to a 762kg time ball being added to the Monument in 1852 to enable captains of ships moored in the Firth of Forth to set their chronometers for accurate navigation by observing the dropping of the ball at one o'clock Greenwich Mean Time each day.

If you know anything about oor Scottish weather, particularly on the East coast, you will know we sometimes get the haar coming in of the sea. Haar or sea fret is a cold sea fog. It occurs most often on the east coast of England or Scotland between April and September, when warm air passes over the cold North Sea, on days like this you can hardly see a few yards so the mariners had no way of seeing the time ball drop, so it was to have an additional auditory signal, or as they say in Ireland "a big bang!"

Don't tell the people of Edinburgh, but their big bang is not the world's oldest, that honour goes to the Noon Gun from Signal Hill in Cape Town which has been fired since 1806.

Over the years some of the gunners have became almost as famous as the gun itself, Tam the Gun being the most well known, but Shannon the cannon is worth a mention, Bombardier Alison Jones became the first woman to fire the one o’clock gun in 2006.

There is no truth in the rumour that the time of one o’clock was specifically chosen by the Scots, as only the one cannonball each day would minimise the cost of the exercise. 😉

[steliosagapitos]

          Blessed Bealtaine/Beltane To All )O( 

         ~ “Beltane is an ancient Celtic festival that marks the beginning of summer.  It is one of the major festivals in the wheel of the year and is a sacred day and night of union between the Goddess and the God. Beltane in English, Bealtaine in Irish, Calan Mai or Calan Haf in Welsh, Bealltainn in Scottish Gaelic, and in Manx Gaelic Boaltinn or Boaldyn. It is one of the four seasonal festivals; along with Samhain, Imbolc and Lughnasadh. This is a time of year when the veil between the worlds are thin and people would light bonfires on May Eve/Walpurgus nacht (April 30th) to ward of mischievous spirits, and to represent purification, tending the fire until dawn breaks. Historically in rural communities, cattle were driven between two bonfires to protect them from disease and evil spirits. It was also considered to be lucky to leap over the bonfire. The Maypole is a tradition that still exists today where people will dance around the maypole weaving ribbons (and magic) while they go. In Edinburgh, Calton Hill, there is a Beltane Fire Festival on May Eve every year with music, dance, fireplay, drumming, and immersive theatre that heralds the Goddess and God and the start of summer. It is a visually spectacular event that attracts thousands of visitors and is not to be missed. There are celebrations throughout England; Thornborough Henge, near Ripon in North Yorkshire hosts a weekend festival of camping, stalls, a Beltane fire, with the main Beltane Ceremony observed on the closest Sunday to May 1st. Drummers, dancers and a mummer’s play are part of the festivities, with Handfastings performed by the local Druid by appointment in advance. Family friendly, pet friendly this is a celebration for all. Hastings, Sussex, celebrate the Jack in the Green festival over the May day bank holiday weekend which hosts live bands, dancing, social events and family fun. The main event is a procession through the streets of old Hastings town on Bank Holiday Monday. The procession is filled with unique characters such as drummers, mummers, Morris dancers, giants and the beloved Green Man. Glastonbury, Somerset, also hosts a variety of celebrations. There is a gathering to witness the Sunrise at Glastonbury Tor, followed by a procession in the town of Green Men, Morris dancers, Druids, Witches, and other Pagans, Dragons, and Maypoles. There are a number of artisan shops on the high street that sell Pagan wares, not forgetting the fantastic Artist Linda Ravenscroft who has a gallery and studio at the Market Place. Throughout Wales, there are parades, fetes, Morris dancing, music and singing of Carolau Mai, or May carols, the crowning of the May Queen and May King, and dancing round the Maypole which is  very much an essential part of Welsh culture. It would be fashioned out of birch wood and painted bright colours, adorned with ribbons and hoisted into the air and dancing would commence.The drinking of beers and elderberry and rhubarb wines were supplemented by metheglin, a variant of mead laced with spices. The drink had its origin in folk medicines, and traces its etymology through a combining of the Welsh words meddyg (meaning healing or medicine) and llyn (liquor). ‘May Day’ in Wales was also associated with festivities on the village green, or – to be more Welsh about it – the ‘twmpath chwarae’. Literally the ‘tump for playing’ was a place where people could gather in the evenings, long before television, for dancing or for sports. On Calan Mai, musicians would play while traditional dances were performed. One popular theatrical entertainment was the traditional ‘mock battle’ between two men dressed to represent Summer and Winter. ‘Winter’ would arrive carrying a stick of blackthorn decorated with pieces of wool to represent snow. He would inevitably be defeated by his garlanded opponent, willow wand tied with ribbons.  At the end of the fight, a May King and Queen were crowned and the serious business of eating, drinking and cavorting would continue long into the evening.In Ireland, Bealtaine is celebrated at the Hill of Uisneach. The Bealtaine Festival was revived on the Hill of Uisneach in 2009 and today’s' festival remains much as it was in ancient times, a chance to meet old friends and make new ones. A family-friendly event that welcomes all the different tribes to celebrate the beginning of summer at the sacred centre of Ireland. In 2017, the ceremonial fire was lit by the President of Ireland, Michael D Higgins; making him the first Irish Head of State to do so since the last High King, nearly a thousand years ago. It is  gathering where heritage, art, culture, music, fire-dancing, talks, workshops, wellbeing, yoga, story-telling, children's fun and food is enjoyed and celebrated before the great Bealtaine Fire is lit at sundown. Mayday celebrations vary from town to town, region to region but all have the same theme – the celebration of the start of Summer.  With the arrival of the annual of the April Lyrids meteor shower (April 16th – 25th) and the first Swallows and Bats sighted here on the Ards Peninsula this week – Summer is here ! What are the Bealtaine/Beltane/Mayday celebrations happening near you ? Get in touch as we would love to find out. However you choose to celebrate, have a magical weekend.  Love and bright blessings to all.” ~

[scotland]

Edinburgh viewed from Calton Hill

📸 Adam Wilson

[tomtenadia]

Aelin’s week - Day 1 - Beltane

Happy Beltane everyone.

Here we go with another wonderful event. I am not sure how many fic I will write  but  I am looking forward to read all of your works.

My Beltane celebrations are based on the modernised version they do in Edinburgh on Calton Hill. It’s an amazing festival and I love it. (https://beltane.org). 

Hope you will love this short Rowaelin. (1.7K Words)

THE PROCESSION - GREEN MAN AND MAY QUEEN

REMNANTS OF WINTER

REMNANTS OF WINTER 2

SUNSET BATTLE

The photos in the links and the one used as banner are all mine. I took them myself at the fire festival in Edinburgh.

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YOUR MAY QUEEN

The sun was setting over the hill and Aelin wandered around the place watching all the people who, like her, had climbed to the top to celebrate Beltane. The ancient festival that would mark the beginning of the longer days of daylight. It meant rebirth, the land becoming fertile once again after the long winter months. And Orynth had very long ones but also had very long summer days and Aelin was looking forward to that. It was the first time she went to the festival which apparently had been a tradition that ran annually. Aelin had discovered the event when browsing something to do and this had piqued her interest. Beltane meant a new beginning, and she hoped it brought her the break she needed. After Chaol broke off the engagement she had been a mess for a while until she realised that it was not worth ruin her sanity for a man who had endlessly cheated on her. Good riddance. So she had taken time for herself and decided to explore new things. The fire festival was one of them.

Aelin walked slowly around the hill and took in the view of Orynth. It was a gorgeous clear night and the skyline was stunning. In the distance she spotted a few people with black coats and strange masks walking around and entertaining the revellers. 

Aelin did a bit of reading and discovered that a procession led by the Green Man and the May Queen was supposed to crawl up to the top of the hill and it would start after sunset. They were meant to be followed by a variety of characters that would hinder or help them in their journey. Then a stage performance would signify their union and the beginning of the summer. The massive fire at the top of the hill would be lit and the celebrations would finally start. She was also looking forward to the part were people would jump the fires. It was a symbol of purification. All of it sounded amazing and wondered why she never did any of that.

An hour later, when the sun was set she finally spotted the torchlit parade peeking from the corner and the sound of the beating drums filling up the air. She took out her camera and started taking a few pictures. She felt alive all of a sudden, the beating of the drums resonating in her. Aelin moved closer to the barriers around the main bonfire and waited in the front row for the main event.

She felt someone beside her and when she turned her head she noticed a man. His face was lit with the soft tones of the fire torches and she was positive his hair was silver. What struck her was his content expression. The stranger leaned on the barrier at her side and looked at her “first timer?”

Aelin looked at him puzzled.

“You have the expression of wonder and amazement of someone who has never seen this.”

Aelin felt a retort coming but stopped “Yes, you got me.”

He smiled at her and she was positive he was the most gorgeous man she had ever seen.

“The Green Man and the May Queen are leading the procession and at the front of the procession you have the Remnants of Winter causing trouble. They are the black cladded people you have seen walking around earlier on,” he told her pointing at what was happening in the distance “by the time they get here, they will become the reds. The reds are mischievous and they will both start dancing around the fire. They interact with the crowd and the dancing can become a bit… sensual.” A smirk appeared on his face “It’s Earth’s rebirth any way. And it’s also a holiday that is always good for blessing hand-fasting and couples in general.

She looked at him smiled back. That was super interesting and she admitted she knew nothing about Beltane. She remembered celebrating it when she was little but never thought about the meaning behind the holiday.

“Traditionally, all the fires in the community would be put off and only a special one called Tein-eigen would be lit,” and he pointed at the big spot where the main bonfire would happen. Aelin felt a shiver down her spine when he said the word in the old language. His voice changed and he became all of a sudden even sexier. She shook her head, she didn’t even know his name and was already fantasising about this stranger. Get a grip Aelin.

“Was that the old language?”

The man nodded “yes, my parents were speakers and taught it to me too. And they followed the old ways. I still respect the ancient festivals and I love to come to the fire festival,” he explained with a soft smile on his lips “it’s a modernised version but I love it.”

“I have never heard of this before yesterday. I needed a distraction for a night and this sounded like fun.”

The sounds of the drums intensified and Aelin saw the procession getting closer and her excitement grew. The man moved closer and started pointing out things to her. So close that she could smell his scent: pine and snow. He smelled of forest and winter “The May Queen is the personification of the energy of Earth, The Green man is the life that exists on Earth and they cannot exist without each other,”Aelin listened to him with interest “When the horned God, which is the winter aspect of the Green Man, sees the May Queen in her maiden form he realised that if he wants to be with the woman he loves he needs to undergo change,” he kept talking while they both followed the procession approaching “As they get closer to the hill he gets ready to undergo his transformation and give up his life to be with her. She gives him energy and life and he becomes the Green man to be with her.”

“And they lived happily ever after?”

The stranger chuckled “we get spring and summer, so yeah.” 

The smile he gave her almost melted her on the spot.

Finally the performers reached the main staging area and Aelin watched the Remnants of Winter, transform as well and shed their black cloaks leaving men painted in red with horns on their heads joined by other men painted in white, dancing together signifying the union.

At the main point, the union of the May Queen and the Green Man, the large bonfire became alive. Spring was born. The night had ended. Aelin could feel the heat of the flames brushing her skin and she closed her eyes for a second to enjoy the feeling, to let the meaning of that night sink into her. Rebirth, a new beginning. When she reopened her eyes, the stranger was leaning against the barrier, enjoying the performers, reds and whites, dancing sensually around the big bonfire. Her hand tapping on the metal of the barrier at the rhythm of the drums. She wanted to dance too.

“Fancy jumping fires?”

At the question she turned her head to the man at her side “Don’t I get a name first? You know, I am not one to jump fires with strangers…”

He smiled “I am Rowan.”

Gods, even his name was perfect.

“I am Aelin.”

He bowed slightly and offered her his hand “Aelin, would you like to jump fires with me?”

With a hint of hesitation she took his hand, noticing the callouses on his palm. Together they walked to the area where smaller fires were lit for the revellers and they could see a lot of people waiting for their turn. Aelin was bouncing on her heels with impatience. She wanted to jump. The fire was calling to her.

When their turn came Rowan moved aside and let her go first. Aelin took a few steps backward and then a deep breath and then ran and when she reached the fire she jumped letting out a small cry of joy. She landed safely on the opposite and turned to see Rowan staring at her with a funny expression. That had felt amazing, to the point she wanted another go. She could still feel the heat of the fire brushing her skin as she jumped. She had no idea if it was the adrenaline or what, but in that instant she felt free, cleansed and ready for a new beginning. A new cycle, just like Earth. 

Rowan eventually jumped too and he as well cried out in joy.

“This was awesome,” her voice thick with excitement.

“When I was little in my small village they would lit fires in the main square and we kids would spend the night jumping until exhausted. It always leaves me with an amazing feeling.”

Aelin closed her eyes “I hate that I never done this before.”

Rowan’s gaze drifted to the big bonfire lightning up the night sky “maybe it was not the time. Perhaps tonight was the night you were meant to do this and start your new cycle. Shed your black coat and be reborn.”

The meaning behind his words hit her hard. Yes, after Chaol had dumped her she had left Rifthold and went back to Orynth where she belonged. She got a job and started anew but had still felt stuck. Still,s somehow clung to the man who had broken her heart. But on that night something had snapped. Maybe it was just a temporary feeling, but in the instant she had jumped she felt the chain break, and free her.

Aelin shook her thoughts away when she felt Rowan’s hand twin with hers “Jump with me… together…”

Aelin’s heart raced. She had no idea how it was possible that this stranger had sparked so many emotions in her so quickly. A part of her compelled her to say no. she had just met him. But the other… the other wanted to say yes. Maybe it was a sign. So in the end accepted and squeezed his hand.

Hand in hand they walked back to the bonfires and queued once more. Once their turn came Rowan looked at her.

“Together then?” He asked.

“Together.”

His hand gripped hers tight as if he was never letting go of her and both jumped the fire. She landed unsteadily and his strong arms caught her. When she looked up, Aelin noticed his green eyes sparkling with joy and she thought that maybe on that night symbolising rebirth, fate had brought to her, her own Green Man. 

And she… she could be his May Queen.

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[venetianwindow]

220826 • 1:40pm ⛰

Calton Hill.

This was the first ‘tourist destination’ I went to and it was probably my favourite of the whole trip. I went on heatwave day 1 and was rewarded with fantastic views. Yes it was hot even for Scotland but totally worth it! I didn’t get to explore New Town that much in the end, so seeing it from up high made up for it.

I had wanted to come here first and foremost because my very first impression of Edinburgh was in fact this, seen on a grey drizzling day from Ian Nairn’s BBC documentaries (Episode 3 from Nairn Across Britain - From Leeds into Scotland; the segment right at the end). In a way, it was a bit of a pilgrimage haha—chased him all the way up north. 😂 What I saw was the complete opposite of Nairn’s film though; there was nothing of the bleak and solemn air from the dreary weather. Maybe next time I visit the city, I’ll try to recreate that impression down to the atmosphere. That would be something else to experience.

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[thetruthwilloutsworld]

Edinburgh from Calton Hill

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