Whispers of the Wind: A Day in the Life of Edinburgh's Sky
The city of Edinburgh awoke to a symphony of whispers carried by the wind. The morning air was crisp, tinged with the faint scent of salt from the nearby Firth of Forth. The sky above was a canvas of shifting grays, a patchwork of clouds that seemed to hold secrets within their folds. It was a day where the weather felt alive, as though it had a story to tell—a story of change, of fleeting moments, and of the city’s enduring spirit. The temperature hovered around 9°C (48°F), a chill that nipped at exposed skin but was far from unbearable. The wind, however, was the true protagonist of the day. Gusts of up to 30 mph swept through the streets, tugging at scarves and sending leaves skittering across cobblestones. It was the kind of wind that made you feel small, a reminder of nature’s power even in the heart of a bustling city. The humidity was high, around 85%, giving the air a damp, almost tangible quality. Rain was promised later in the day, but for now, the clouds held their bre...