Sunday 28th October 2018, 2.20pm (day 2,621)
The clocks went back last night, and winter draws closer. But no one has told this tree yet and it’s determined to go out in a blaze of glory.
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Tree collage
Saturday 30th June 2018, 11.40am (day 2,501)
So ends June, probably the warmest, sunniest month to yet feature on this blog, at least in the UK. The Hebden Bridge Arts Festival is underway, which doubtless explains this collage visible on Market Street — it’s the kind of thing that happens. Better than plastic bags hanging from the foliage, anyway.
Nutclough Mill (and dead tree)
Sunday 7th January 2018, 11.10am (day 2,327)
I’m still not getting a great distance away from home… at least not this morning.
December scene, Hebden Bridge
Monday 18th December 2017, 10.50am (day 2,307)
Winter, as such, I don’t mind. I can take the cold and it tends to look nice (as here). It’s the darkness that pisses me off, and we haven’t even reached the Solstice yet. On winter days when I’m around home I can just about get it in me to go out when the sun finally struggles up, but otherwise, if it can’t be bothered, usually neither can I.
A day indoors (thankfully)
Wednesday 13th December 2017, 12.25pm (day 2,302)
That’s the Christmas tree (such as it is) in situ, but as yet undecorated. Outside it’s the kind of weather that makes one very glad this was scheduled as a day indoors. Even then I pulled a ten-hour day. It’s mid-December, for sure. May it pass quickly.
Waves of walls
Saturday 4th November 2017, 10.15am (day 2,263)
And back to the Lake District I go. But why on earth not — it’s a beautiful place, particularly on a lovely autumn morning like this one.
Lying down tree
Saturday 18th March 2017, 11.05am (day 2,032)
A day out in the Lake District but as you can see, the weather was not good so I stuck to the low-altitude scenery. This is the Derwentwater, and on its west shore stands, or rather lies, this tree — perfectly healthy and seemingly not fazed at all by the fact that it has grown horizontally and now lies permanently half-in and half-out of the water. Look at the root structure, how it’s still clinging on to solid ground.
It’s gone Twelfth Night so you’re out on the street
Sunday 8th January 2017, 7.50pm (day 1,963)
We love them for those three weeks in December — but then we cast them out for the woodchipper. ‘A tree is for life, not just for Christmas….’? (I’m not being entirely serious you know.)
This shot is taken in London, as I had to come down to get a Russian visa for my imminent next trip to Moscow. This is the 52nd shot on the blog to be taken here, which means it finally overtakes Brisbane as the fourth-most depicted place after Hebden Bridge, Manchester and the Lake District.
Xylophage crag
Saturday 7th January 2017, 3.25pm (day 1,962)
Your word of the day — xylophage, from the Greek ξύλον (xulon) “wood” and φαγεῖν (phagein) “to eat”, thus, ‘wood-eater’ — referring to the fungus that has started, slowly, to consume this giant fallen tree down by the Hebden Water. Close up like this it looks like a giant cliff, hence the title of this post.
Tree, Heptonstall churchyard
Monday 26th December 2016, 1.40pm (day 1,950)
Last day of my 10-day Christmas break. It was a sunny day, though cold and windy — but still a damn sight better than Boxing Day last year. It seems appropriate to pay some kind of homage to my home town on the first anniversary of the floods which took out 90% of the town centre on 26/12/15, but we seem mostly to be back in operation now. The underlying issues have not been addressed, but let’s hope it doesn’t rain overly hard in the lifetime of the present government.
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