Alone in the woods
As the sun burns through the mist.
Waiting for the light.
Note to self. Stop being so lazy, and get up in the morning. Not in the summer of course, that is ridiculous unless you are camping out. But autumn/winter when sunrise is at a reasonable time should be doable. I will do it.
Bright lights of Light Night,
Blue clouds shroud the Council House
As crowds crowd the square.
Light Night is an annual event in Nottingham that has been going on for a few years. There are displays all over the city centre, including a massive projection on to the Council House in Market Square.
Love is in the air
Carved in the trunk of a tree.
Venus and love hearts.
Time for a bit of photo-geekery. This image was taken with totally incorrect settings. ISO 6400 and 1/1600th of a second. What the actual f? I must have been dreaming, and should have checked. However, what it does show is how mistakes can be rescued. Even underexposed by three and a half stops the noise was able to be fixed.
Sorry for the geekery, but I can’t give you information on the image itself because I don’t remember where it was… 🙂
The eyes say it all.
Not my fault, I’m innocent.
How could you resist?
We thought we were temporarily fostering a puppy. Unfortunately this ‘pup’ was huge and boisterous. Lovely as he was, we were unable to cope and give him what he needed, so we only had him a week.
When the tide runs low
And there’s nowhere else to go,
I’ll stick in the mud.
Porlock Weir in Devon is a really interesting place to visit, and for long exposure photography when the tide is right. As you can guess from this image, I have yet to visit when the tide is right.
Look into my eyes,
You are under my control.
Now feed me some fish.
RSPB Bempton Cliffs on the Yorkshire coast is home to thousands of seabirds. The gannets are possibly the most accessible and the closest ones to photograph, though I have seen photographs of owls taken at Bempton. This one really fely like they were trying to put us under the influence.
Funny little man
With a bowler and a cane.
Silent movie star.
Another from Ireland. This time the small town of Waterville. Charlie Chaplin (did you guess?) spent holidys here with his family. There is also a bronze statue of him in the town, which hosts an annual Charlie Chaplin Comedy Film Festival, celebrating his legacy.
Three cold fishermen
Gliding through misty waters.
Dawn expedition.
We stopped at this lake at the beginning of our drive out of Killarney around the Ring of Kerry. Apparently it is quite photogenic, but we never found out. The mist lifted eventually but we were long gone.
End of the season,
Promises made and fulfilled.
Now for the playoffs.
This image was taken with my phone at the last home game of the season that Nottingham Forest won promotion. The atmosphere was celebratory, as they were in the playoffs to be promoted to the Premiership.
When the day is done,
And the tide has receded,
Fishing boats can rest.
Dragged up on the shingle beach at Beer, in Devon. Apparently compositions work best with threes, or at least odd numbers. There were four. What could I do? Break the rules of course.
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