September was balmy and mild, though not necessarily graced by good light, at least, not where I have been for the last couple of weeks. The first morning of October made up for this, however. Yes, OK, it’s another ‘tree on campus’ shot, but autumn’s here, expect more of this kind of stuff.
Another grey day, but I got fed up complaining about the lack of light and decided to try harder to compensate. This cat looks rather worried by being added to the range of solitary cats which have appeared on this blog, but beyond its rather concerned expression, I like this shot.
My knowledge of ornithology is not that fine-tuned, so I can’t identify which of the 40 or so species this is, but it’s definitely a cormorant. I’m travelling again — this is taken in Norway, but not on the sea: instead, this fine specimen was resting on Stavanger’s city centre lake, Breivatnet, which has featured on the blog before.
This house plant is being carefully tended at present. With luck and attention these little buds should each become chilli peppers strong enough to have its seeds come with warnings regarding the desirability of industrial strength rubber gloves when handling. Bring them on.
One day short of three years doing this blog and there’s still some scope for novelty — pretty sure that yesterday’s cover stars were the first cattle to feature and here’s the first fish. It and its fellows live in the garden of my friend Doug, in Wetherby (where we were a year ago today, too).
A walk in the Lakes. Specifically, around the southern tip of Windermere. Generally a very nice day except for about 90 minutes of clouds and squally drizzle around lunchtime; at the point this photo was taken things were mostly cleared up. This is the summit of Gummer’s How, a small peak at the end of the lake, and famous (rightly) for its view. These Luing cattle live permanently on the fell and maintain the flora, so we are informed by the noticeboard at the point where the path leaves the road, anyway.
Maybe it would be a better shot if it was just the tree, or just the gate. But it’s what it is. Last day of a week spent mostly at home.
The hardest thing about keeping this blog going on a daily basis is carrying on finding inspiration on days like this, spent working at home. It’s easy when I’m on the road. This week I was supposed to be going to Sweden again, but it’s been cancelled due to a colleague’s illness. So in the absence of that kind of thing, here’s another picture of the tables outside the pub on a nice sunny evening.
Ah, free food. Come to daddy.
They’re early this year but then again so has everything been, since February. And who needs barbed wire when you have a stand of brambles to protect your property.
Man, today was a tough day to fulfill the daily commission. Mostly grey light, I was working indoors, very little going on. The only variety was that the house I was working in was my in-laws’, not my own, so the garden provided some minor options in one of the few bursts of light that emerged. But it’s hardly exciting. Don’t expect much different tomorrow either, I’ll warn you now…
