My day in Manchester was OK but I had a greatly extended journey home for reasons that are too ridiculous to report here. But it was nice to come home to a beautiful evening. This is the tree in our allotment garden, which actually I keep wanting to get cut down, but we’ll give it its due credit tonight. So nice to still have light in the sky at this time of night, as well.
There’s a lot of it about… particularly among the ewe population of northern England.
Those who know their ice-cream, know why.
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.
Sometimes these photos are planned. When Joe (birthday yesterday) was born the ground was strewn with crocuses (croci?) like these and my mum-in-law predicted the flowers would become a symbol of this event in our lives. She was right. I passed these growing plants in the Sackville Street gardens in Manchester yesterday (home of the Alan Turing statue) but there was no time to get a shot. Repeating the walk to work today though I spent a few minutes there to see what I could do to mark this sign of spring.
Pictured by the canal this afternoon. The one on the right is flexing his/her muscles, or giving its wings a stretch. I don’t know if these are males or females — unlike with mallards it seems rather difficult to tell.
As captured in Leeds’ Meanwood Valley Urban Farm, which is why I could get close enough to this beast, for long enough, to be able to get the shot. But semi-tame animals can still look good, if I had eyelashes like that I’d pull big style.
Night out in Leeds to celebrate the birthday of our friend Caroline, will she let me tell you which number birthday it was? Ends in a zero, anyway. This tree sits outside her house, snapped it late on. I like the windows of the houses at the bottom which give it some added interest.
As a contrast to the fighting poultry of a few days ago, here, a much more serene couple. Little to see today, a second day in a row spent mostly working at home with grey light — declining daylight and a longish zoom account for this shot’s lack of focus.
At least since Christmas Day it’s been a pleasant break with lots of chances to get outdoors. It’s no coincidence that there’ve been plenty of landscape shots on here in the last 10 days, and here’s another one. The whole house goes back to work and/or school tomorrow: which I guess is the case for many of us. H0pe you had a good one.
Being 42 