Water o Leith

That murky auld water that carries the Pentland Hills to Leith is getting somewhat busier than usual these days.
Its banks hold lockdown escapees, leaning on railings, studying the overgrown undergrowth. Islands of ancient brick, wood and bush teem with broods of swans, ducks and mergansers. Seagulls fight the sky for space while kingfishers dart under bridges and otters dance between the reeds and rusting millrun gates.
Who’d have believed it, a world of wonder on an old murky stream.

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