Rising out of the mist,
Built to defend the shoreline.
Slowing longshore drift.
Long exposures are not everyone’s cup of tea, but I like them with the right subject. This was another from my day at Spurn Point. The crashing waves would, in my opinion, have looked really messy and didtracting with a fast shutter. This misty effect is much more pleasing.
Huddled in warm bars,
As night falls across the town,
Conversation hums.
This pub is across the road from Nottingham Castle. The night adds a touch of isolation and mystery. The group of drinkers seen through the misted window, enjoying a drink with friends (possibly) add a touch of human interest. The question is there – was it a Tuesday, and were they having fish and chips?
brought back all these bar memories
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The old and the new,
Awaiting the call to sea
For those in peril.
The lifeboat stations at St Justinian, with Ramsey Island in the background. The one on the left is the active one, built to cope with the new larger lifeboat. There are, in fact, three lifeboat stations, the oldest being a boathouse rather than a station with a launch ramp. I believe, but not 100%, that the original boathouse is that grey roof at the bottom right of the photo.
The lifeguard watches,
Ensuring the surf is safe.
If anyone turns up.
The Pembrokeshire coast in Wales has some superb sandy beaches. Some of them, like this one, being the first to receive the Atlantic swells, provide excellent surfing. This may or may not be a selective viewpoint, and there may or may not be a few surfers out to the right and out of shot. you will never know. Why risk spoiling the Haiku with facts?
An autumn carpet
Amber against summer green.
Two seasons in one.
This is not two photos merged, it was actually like that. The dead pine needles covering the river bank, and still dying on the branches, whilst the deciduous trees were in full leaf. Another image from the walk along the River Derwent. Glad I took my camera.
Warm afternoon light
Reflects in the still waters.
Peaceful and calming.
I found this house on a recent walk along the river Derwent in the Peak District, at Calver, Derbyshire. Apparently it is called Shuttle Cottage, and used to be a sluice keepers cottage in the 18th Century. It originally housed the machinery that controlled the sluice and water flow into Calver Mill. The mill, a former textile mill, relied on this water flow for power. And now you know.
The barge lies rusting
The power station shut down.
Soon these will be gone.
Ratcliffe was the last of the coal fired power stations in the UK. Before it gets pulled down, I went to grab some shots. The chosen viewpoint was at a nearby marina, which has a huge area of abandoned, broken and, in some cases, rotting boats. The fact is that neither seem likely to last much longer.
Childhood memories.
Thrown high to fly like a bird
And caught by safe hands.
This bronze statue is located in the Abbey gardens on Tresco in the Scilly Isles. It is actually called “Tresco Children” and depicts the three children of the owners of Tresco island. Apparently there was some controversy as the child in the air is portrayed as naked.
What’s it all about?
I’ll just sit here and ponder
the meaning of life.
This fine young man was found in the Museum of Somerset in Taunton, just sat still, quietly thinking. Well, not really. Clearly he is made of stone. Or fibreglass, I can’t remember. Anyway, he kept still for his photo, which is all that counts.
A gift from my wife
Now I know the safety word –
Hippopotamus.
Came home yesterday to find my wife had bought me a very special t-shirt. I love it. Unfortunately I am hopeless at selfies, but I think it tells the story.
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