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Sunday Peace in Torry

11 am Sunday morning, half way to the battery in the sunshine. Wind rustling in the grass, waves lapping on the beach below and a wader’s call in among tweets from smaller birds. I notice the hum of engines in the harbour has been there the whole time only when it is drowned out by the sound of a plane overhead. The crane on the pier opposite chugs round to pick up a bag of construction materials. A few gull’s cries and the beep of a distant vehicle reversing. Cars pass and the occasional swoosh of a cyclist’s wheels. The sun reflects harbour colours – blue, orange, white – onto the windows of the dark lab building, each window a bright illustration.

Contributed by iliveonvictoriaroad

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