Sunday 15th March 2015, 4.40pm (day 1,298)
Spring continues to try to struggle through the general atmosphere of chill and damp. Taken by the Stubbing Holme lock on the canal, heavy with water thanks to the snow melt from Thursday’s unexpected fall.
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Escaping from Atlantis
Saturday 14th March 2015, 7.55pm (day 1,297)
It’s a board game, quite a good one in fact. Not an exciting weekend thus far but it doesn’t matter. I won, so hey, I rule.
Tram stop
Friday 13th March 2015, 1.10pm (day 1,296)
So what’s in the carrying case? Inquiring minds want to know.
Climbing the fiery crag
Thursday 12th March 2015, 6.15pm (day 1,295)
The climber ascends the crag beside the lava falls. Or maybe it’s a strangely shaped bit of wood beside the fire The fun thing is that you’ll never be sure.
A little something I picked up yesterday
Wednesday 11th March 2015, 7.50pm (day 1,294)
Always nice to have some kind of memento of a good day out. In five and a half years of tramping the fells of the Lake District on a regular basis, I have come across six intact sheep’s skulls including this one from yesterday: but none of the others had horns as spectacular as this one. I think I’ll hang this one from the front door to deter canvassers.
Walker on Long Crag, Bannisdale
Tuesday 10th March 2015, 1.10pm (day 1,293)
Sometimes there are days — and associated weather forecasts — on which one has to admit (for the sake of general sanity and effectiveness in life) that one’s personal priorities are more important than one’s paid employment. I rearranged a few things as a result. And yes, I like being out in countryside like this, as did the gentleman pictured here, who I slowly caught up over the course of a mile or two and was able to use to give a good sense of scale. This is a desolate spot, but worth reaching. You can see more photos from the day on my other blog.
Tom at the station
Monday 9th March 2015, 7.55am (day 1,292)
Taking shots in tolerably good morning light to pass the time waiting for my train in to Manchester, it was only later, after uploading, that I realised this chap ambling down the platform was my next-door neighbour Tom (who also works at the university). And so starts another week for both of us. But the mornings are getting lighter and this is never a bad time of year.
Mathilda
Sunday 8th March 2015, 1.55pm (day 1,291)
I’ve known various feline flirts in my time but Mathilda is up there with the best of them, and — sat in the same place as last time — she thus becomes only the fourth animal to definitely appear more than once on this blog. How do I know she is called Mathilda? She told me.
Cyclist in sun
Saturday 7th March 2015, 3.25pm (day 1,290)
I don’t expect this photo to win any awards and I could have done better with the light today on what was a beautiful spring day. But sometimes the opportunities just don’t arise. This’ll do — and it was still a lovely day.
Feed me
Friday 6th March 2015, 10.35am (day 1,289)
On quiet days spent working at home, at least the ducks down by the river in town usually provide a photo opportunity. This one gave it up for the camera but definitely was after something in return, like food, mainly.
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