After class (adult-learning evening class) we sometimes used to go to a pub in Summertown called ‘The Dew Drop Inn’ – (what an awful pun) for a glass of a favourite tipple and a debrief: but the name came to mind this afternoon on the way back from work when I stopped for a photo of the trees hung with Christmas decoration style icicles…. I think they caught my eye because of the sun’s position in the sky.
Category: Photography
Order and chaos
A civilised cup of tea (Earl Grey) this afternoon at my Aunt and Uncle’s house provided the photo opportunity I needed to enter the current photo competition here on the Chariot. A chance ray of sunshine lit up the water vapour as it streamed up into the air above the teapot spout as each movement in the room changed its shape and momentum – and after the tea was poured more visible clouds chaotically formed and dispersed in the sunshine.
Grey days
The weather has changed overnight. The crisp, just-frozen dew of last night, which sparkled on the grass as we walked over it, has gone, leaving a grey smudge of a day.
These photographs are from yesterday
A yellow rose against the wall Continue reading “Grey days”
Clematis and Ladybirds
The clematis buds among last years dead looking twigs herald hope for the Spring.
Nesting?
A scratching behind the television intrigued Pippi Long Stocking who tried to get in to investigate.
I put her in the (f)utility (if a woman’s work is never done, why start?) while I investigated, by pulling out the TV corner-unit, and taking off the room-side cover of the air-vent installed a few years ago (as a daft requirement of having the walls insulated.)
I fully expected a nest of mice. Inside, to my amazement was a little sharp-beaked bird. Possibly a tree-creeper, but difficult to be sure. All I could see was a silhouette of a flapping small thing. Continue reading “Nesting?”
Click
The soon-to-be-late Kodak produced advertising too! Very useful for tired honeymooners?
Parents’ evening
Tonight’s early evening sky had a wash of palest blue, with a flush in places of rose pink, all overlaid with smudges of windswept charcoal. I watched it change, and as we travelled the blue deepened until it was truly dark.
I noticed this on the way to Scout’s parents ‘student review evening’ just after we had squeezed around the roundabout, avoiding the turning where the ambulance and police cars were acting as an effective road block. By the time we reached school is was completely dark. We commented on how the evenings are really drawing out now.
Low light and peaceful
When the fitter said he couldn’t turn off the stop-cock I decided to go for a walk. Better be out, I thought, if there’s going to be a flood.
I left the house after three o’clock and by the time I’d done my deliveries and postings I decided to walk back the long way, through the Churchyard and park. The light was like golden-syrup, the sun low in the sky and here just throwing light onto the old yew tree, over the Churchyard wall. It was so very peaceful and still. In the air a slight scent of woodsmoke.
A brisk walk
A walk this afternoon: briskly striding around the village with Cycloman. I want to be with him. On Monday I had news of a friend who died, leaving his wife and family and the sadness of it all is with me.
I see a red rose: in January, is this the last rose of 2011 or the first of 2012? The sun is already going down at about half past three and alters the colour of the photograph. There were three roses on this briar.
January 14th – a brief nature report, for near Oxford, UK
Today when I opened the curtains at about 8:45, I was greeted with white scenery. A hoar frost had covered everything and as the sun came up it made a wonderful sight. Soft yellowed light, long shadows. But no photos. I hadn’t had my first cup of tea.
Later, after Scout’s Judo run and a little light shopping we came back at about mid-day to find the little garden in our communal driveway still in shade and therefore still frosted.
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