Wednesday 24th January 2018, 1.50pm (day 2,344)
“What the hell are you looking at?”
Wise words. I’ve been asking myself that for the last 2,344 days in fact.
“What the hell are you looking at?”
Wise words. I’ve been asking myself that for the last 2,344 days in fact.
Continued dim and gloomy light means this one isn’t going to win any nature photography plaudits but nevertheless, robins are hard birds not to like. Cute, colourful, unafraid of people, they hang out where we like to be — like this one at the railway station this morning. It would be nice if they would stay in one place a little longer, but I just about got the focus right here. I make this the fifth robin to appear on the blog. My favourite? This one, from 4th January 2017.
As the St. George’s Square market packs up for the night, you can’t help wondering if one of the stall holders has forgotten something.
Took the scenic route over to the in-laws’ in Morecambe today. Between home and there lies the Forest of Bowland — most of which isn’t covered in trees at all, this photograph is actually atypical. Nice drive to do in pleasant weather though. The year coasts towards its end placidly enough.
The first time I went to Rose Bruford College in Sidcup, Kent, was on 22nd May 2012. Over the subsequent five and a half years its campus, and Lamorbey Park, in which the grounds reside, has produced some decent nature photos, including fly agaric, a couple of rather cute swans, and a parakeet amongst others. But, sadly, today was probably my last visit; so here’s the last in the series.
The last two Mondays I have been on the 06:59 train into Manchester but fortunately this week could start in a much more gentle way, with a whole day working at home. But days like these don’t give out much in the way of photo opportunities. Hence the ducks. Of course, the one on the left is actually a seagull.
Seems superfluous to add much commentary. A truly beautiful late autumn day today.
In 2017, particularly since early June, I have been quite mobile, with lots of photos taken elsewhere. Where there have been bouts of time spent mainly at home they haven’t lasted long. But for the rest of the year, at least, this will change; if I do go elsewhere it’ll be for a walk or a football match, and that’ll be all. We are on Hebden time for a while. I hope I seem happier about this than this dog did today.
This picture kind of misrepresents the day, it wasn’t this bad. But there was something end-of-the-week, Novembery, about the downpour that greeted us all mid-afternoon.
Today’s picture might have been of the Christmas markets being built in Manchester — but November’s not yet ten days old, for pity’s sake. A remnant of summer is preferable, even if it is mostly deceased. What it was doing out on this table in the afternoon, only the Contact Theatre Café knows.