Brought to life by light
the glass throws coloured patterns,
Driving out the dark.
Although I have no religious beliefs, I always love to go into churches and cathedrals – for the light. Stained glass windows, or even just artifacts lit by shafts of light in the darkness. This particular church was in Bamburgh, Northumberland.
As the fog draws in
and the evening cold bites hard,
Warmth comes in friendship.
A foggy December evening, devoid of colour, so crying out for monochrome.
Best seat in the house?
I can’t even see the pitch.
And my feet are wet.
Another from the flooding. This bench is normally set back at least 5 metres from the embankment, and has the City Ground (the WFCG) in the background. It looked an ideal season ticket purchase for the same people that bought London bridge.
Driving rain persists,
Flooding rivers burst their banks.
Calm after the storm.
A little bit of minimalism from the River Trent in January last year. Although the image is minimalist, the effort required to achieve it was not. I think the time taken to learn the techniques were worth it, but hey – I am retired so what else was I going to do during those hours?
I prefer the cold
to hot sun and swimming pools.
Reindeer? Not bothered.
An older image from a trip to arctic Finland. A truly amazing experience.
Sighted through the trees
A family group goes by.
Dog taken for walks
A walk along the river Derwent in Derbyshire. After a bit of rain the sun came out, illuminating a gap in the trees. Five seconds to wait until an obliging family walked through, with their dog.
Sat having a bath
And someone takes a photo!
Is there no respect?
Taken in the Abbey gardens on Tresco in the Scilly Isles, one small bird in a fountain. Only a few miles off the coast of Cornwall, but this archipelago feels like I imagine the Caribbean to be. Not that I have been to the Caribbean, nor do I have any desire to go.
Skilled hands and sharp tools
Reveal captured light in glass.
The artisan’s craft.
When you have a friend who works in stained glass it would be rude not to take a photograph in the studio.
Pastel hued boxes
Overlooking golden sands.
Tenby in the spring.
Tenby is one of the prettiest seaside towns in South Wales, renowned for the pastel colours of the houses and safe beaches. If you are planning on staying, accommodation with parking is fairly scarce, and you will probably end up having to use a pay and display car park.
Standing on a plank
Racing the tide to the shore.
Adrenaline rush.
I have never surfed, and not likely to. However, the exhilaration of riding a wave with the spray in your face looks fairly obvious.
