Friday 14th August 2020, 3.20pm (day 3,277)
Friday market, Hebden Bridge. Things for sale: boots, bags, boxes…. and this dog perhaps? Or maybe it was just selling off a few of its spare possessions. There was no human in sight.
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Checking up on spring
Thursday 19th March 2020, 4.20pm (day 3,129)
We all risk missing spring this year, don’t we. I, however, intend to do my best to keep an eye on its developments. Without a spring, the year will just suck. Well, y’know, even more than it already does.
Jackdaw tiff
Thursday 14th November 2019, 9.55am (day 3,003)
“I’m not talking to you.”
“Why aren’t you talking to me?”
“Because I’m not.”
“But why?”
“You have to ask?”
etc.
3,000 days of little pleasures
Monday 11th November 2019, 1.30pm (day 3,000)
I started this blog on my 42nd birthday, 26th August 2011, and was just going to run it for a year in the first instance. Here I am eight years, two months and sixteen days later — day 3,000. Whatever the quality of the shots each day, I can honestly say I have never cheated; every day’s post has featured a photo taken, by me, on that day. No camera disasters, no broken SD cards, no waking up one morning with a nagging feeling of having forgotten something important. This blog has become, at least, an exercise in persistence.
But it also brings a little pleasure into each day, at least one moment where I am obliged to be creative. So if it’s all the same with the rest of the world… I will carry on for a while longer yet.
Barbershop juke
Wednesday 2nd October 2019, 3.20pm (day 2,960)
Definitely in a juke. Seen in a barbers’ shop — I really needed a haircut. A pleasingly retro moment on a pleasingly sunny day.
Clare in the woods (100th time)
Sunday 25th August 2019, 4.40pm (day 2,922)
Two milestones today. First, this is Clare’s 100th appearance on the blog: thus, an (easily enough calculated) average of once every 29.22 days, or over once per month. Well, I did marry the woman — and it seems to have been a good move.
Second; 8 x 365 = 2,920, plus two more for Feb 29th 2012 and 2016. Thus, 2,922 days marks the end of my eighth full year of doing this blog. Tomorrow is my birthday. I started the blog on my 42nd birthday…. so you do the maths.
In the restaurant (serving spoons)
Tuesday 12th February 2019, 7.30pm (day 2,728)
Another ‘fiery’ shot but this time at the end of the day, and an interior, rather than the morning light. An evening out for Valentine’s, a couple of days in advance. The spoons were serving the starter, and very nice it was too (as was the rest of the meal).
Mr & Ms Blackbird go foraging
Monday 21st January 2019, 2.15pm (day 2,706)
A male and female blackbird harvest a rare bounty in winter: the crab apples (I guess) on the tree at the bottom of Keighley Road. Not easy to get sharp on a dull grey day with all those twigs to confuse the focus, but it’ll do.
First light at the mobile mast
Thursday 17th January 2019, 8.35am (day 2,702)
As noted on Tuesday, this was another day spent entirely at home, but at least the sun was out. The mobile mast across the valley — which has probably featured on a dozen shots or more by now (e.g. this one) — and the trees around it catch the first rays of sunlight to make it over the valley walls. The bird is a little extra touch.
Double rainbow (and rain)
Tuesday 20th November 2018, 9.05am (day 2,644)
This one definitely isn’t going to win any photography awards, but what the hell, rainbows are nice to look at, particularly when the light is bright enough to produce the rare double rainbow. On which the colours are always the other way around, remember. This shot also records the other thing you need for a rainbow, beyond the light…. A sign of authenticity at least?
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