
Deep in the shadows
Wary angels fear to tread.
Ghouls and spooks hiding.
Hopefully not too late for Halloween, I resisted the temptation to add in ghosts and bats.

Deep in the shadows
Wary angels fear to tread.
Ghouls and spooks hiding.
Hopefully not too late for Halloween, I resisted the temptation to add in ghosts and bats.

Although I look calm
I’m wilder than I might seem.
So keep your distance.
This is the tail end of the rutting season, a time when the deer are particularly aggressive. But just because they are in an enclosed parkland at Wollaton Park in Nottingham, some people seem to think they are tame pets.

Russet leaves abound,
The autumn air cold and crisp.
Time to walk the dog.
Apparently this year is going to be good for colour, so hopefully I will get the chance to get out and capture some of it. This image is from the circular walk around the lake at Wollaton Park in Nottingham. And no, I don’t have a dog.

Beside the river
Walking among the shadows,
Warmed by evening sun.
Just in case the title didn’t make sense, the river is visible through the trees on the right of the path, Found it?
This was taken on a walk during a recent visit to Grassington in Yorkshire. Grassington is the village where All Creatures great and Small is set.
One of the issues I face when taking photos as part of a holiday break with my wife is that I walk more slowly than she does. Apart from the obvious issue, that if I stop to take a photo I can look up to find I am left behind, there are photos like this one. I see it, I love it, and my wife is already walking through it. Sometimes it works, but other times I have to call her back to stand behind me so I can get a clean image. I know landscapes can be enhanced with people in them, but not always. In my humble opinion, of course…

In a darkened wood
A stray shaft of warm sunlight
Lights a lone sapling.
A walk in spring looking for bluebells, turning a corner to find this young sapling sunbathing. I think this image possibly turned out better than the ones of the bluebells.

In the forest’s gloom
Tumbling over broken rocks.
A force of nature.
No, not the Scream. I am not Norwegian and I can’t paint.
I sometimes wonder if photographers should have a recognisable style, so you know their work automatically. Not that it matters in most cases, certainly not in mine, but I think a quick review of the posts will show I don’t have a style at all. Like the stream above, I go with the flow and capture whatever appeals. Where did that come from? I was going to preface this drivel by saying the image is not my normal style. Then I realised I didn’t have one, so it matters not a jot.
Comments/opinions welcomed.

Dark and dangerous
Tangled branches and dark skies.
Witches on the prowl.
Been a bit quiet for a few days, things got in the way a bit. However…
I couldn’t resist this tree when I found it, not a straight line to be seen. Twisting and turning from trunk to sky. Felt a little spooky, as if an evil queen or witch was ready to energe with a poisoned apple.

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.

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… :)

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.
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