The title of today’s post is taken from the writings of Edinburgh native Muriel Spark. My guess is that it denotes an ordinary thing or well-known person suddenly flaming up into something or someone extraordinary, revealing something to which familiarity has either blinded us or could not perceive.
It reminds me of my Sunday walk through Edinburgh, when I took photographs, like a tourist although–to be honest–the ordinary shops and sights I captured were not revelatory. My intent was to make a record of them in case they disappear under the waters of the lockdown. I also thought it would be nice for my mother to see them, as she is trapped on the other side of the ocean.
On Sunday I had a pub lunch with a friend and then coffee and pastries with another friend.