Monday 4th July 2016, 8.35am (day 1,775)

A very warm and pleasant morning. It wasn’t going to last, though — not with those mares’ tails up there. And nor did it — by 5pm it was happily raining again in Manchester.

A very warm and pleasant morning. It wasn’t going to last, though — not with those mares’ tails up there. And nor did it — by 5pm it was happily raining again in Manchester.

One of England’s best-looking, and also hardest-to-reach corners. I have been doing this blog long enough to have photo locations recur even though it feels like quite a while since I was there, and this is true here — the slopes of Black Combe (the 1970′ above sea level mountain in the background), the Duddon Eastuary, and local fauna, featured on this decent shot taken back in October 2013. Today’s shot was taken from near Foxfield station on the long train journey home: not a bad picture for one taken from a moving train through glass, although there are some reflections visible near the centre if one knows where to look.

With a whole day spent at home working online, it was left to the sky to entertain. This looks like a hole in the space-time continuum has opened up above the houses of Heptonstall Road. Or possibly just a break in the clouds near the setting sun.
The view from my room this morning. That’s the Bristol Channel over there. Not the most exciting photo I know, but at least it captures a mood.
Clearing, yes — but it had still dumped plenty of rain on us before doing so, and it had siblings on the way. Come take some of our weather, please. We have lots to spare.
Mist in Yorkshire this morning, clear skies in Lancashire, with this photo taken almost right on the border between the two, up on the Long Causeway, above Todmorden. I know I did wind turbines 12 days ago, but it’s impossible to resist returning to the theme.
After having walked 25 miles over the last two days I was quite content never to leave the house today, so whatever you were getting as photo of the day was going to be very close to home — until the Moon showed up.
Allowing for the fact that the first one of all, August 2011, was depicted only partially, September 2015 will be the fiftieth calendar month of this blog. How many times in those fifty months has this view (or ones like it) saved an otherwise drab day?
First day in Manchester for a while. Ominous clouds, but they passed over without molesting us. I like this shot — trips to deepest Africa notwithstanding, one of my favourite ones for a while.
Was up at 5am to go to London for the day to work, and did take a gratuitous shot of Hebden Bridge at that time mainly because I have still yet to offer a shot from the hour of 5:00 – 5:59 in my near four years of doing this blog. However, this one twelve hours later was a more creative effort. Taken from the train home, just south of Peterborough.