I grew up thinking I had an un-mathematic brain. Yet as I’ve aged I’ve discovered my brain’s just fine with mathematics. Science too. Whaddya know till you retry?
Viewing an often chaotic world through an organised lens can be comforting. I’ve found maths and science have overlap with understanding human behaviour, too. This week, with help, I’m considering fractals;
‘Fractals are infinitely complex patterns… […] …self-similar across different scales. Driven by recursion, fractals are images of dynamic systems – the pictures of Chaos. Fractal patterns are extremely familiar, since nature is full of fractals.’
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Relocating is an enormous hall of mirrors. You’re a tourist and resident, a stranger and a statistic.
It’s four years since spaces were unexpectedly available in an Edinburgh school. I was there at 9am the next day, in the mad last hours of term. At noon my husband found a rental house that allowed pets.
At the last minute, everything aligned. Just two days before, I’d pretty much written the idea off.
I took a photo every day for a year. It kept me hungry for finding silver linings and stories.
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We’ve been wandering with the dog at Craighouse, in Morningside, on and off since we arrived in Edinburgh in 2011.
It’s a place with a fascinating history and a turbulent present. It reminds me of being nine, roaming fields on the outskirts of Aberdeen and finding a burned out mansion where we played Gone With The Wind.
The views over Edinburgh are the best I’ve ever seen.
You can watch fireworks at the castle from the orchard. If you haven’t been, go soon before the current chapter flips over to another story.