Saturday 2nd December 2023, 11.15am (day 4,482)
Continuing a theme, but why not — this was definitely the nicest thing to be seen today, and it didn’t even require leaving the house.
View from the house
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Tag Archives: winter
Last of the sun
Friday 1st December 2023, 2.35pm (day 4,481)
Living in a valley you just have to get used to the sun disappearing early. This happens, in relative terms, all year of course, but in the winter it’s particularly noticeable. By 2.40pm it’ll have gone: and there’s 20 days left until the solstice yet.
First snow of the winter
Thursday 30th November 2023, 12.10am (day 4,480)
OK, it’s not much, but the first snow of the season fell on Hebden Bridge while I was out in Blackburn last night. It didn’t last, but here it is. A curiosity: one of the few pictures used to represent a day despite being taken before going to bed the night before; in fact in pure calendar terms this is the earliest ever shot in all the 4,480 days so far. Times on here are rounded to the nearest five minutes, but this does take the award from the previous holder, 27th September 2014, by one minute and twelve seconds: the exact timestamp on this shot is 00:08:03.
Hail storm
Tuesday 14th March 2023, 10.55am (day 4,219)
Pleasant, dare I even say springlike, weather in Hebden this morning deluded me into going out inadequately dressed for the wintry crud which then afflicted Manchester all day. This shot was taken from my office window, looking down: minimising time outside seemed to be a good move all round. The bike rack is noticeably unused, too.
More winter, with sun-tinge
Wednesday 18th January 2023, 8.25am (day 4,164)
No apologies for returning to a theme touched on yesterday — this is the better shot. This was the view I saw on opening the curtains in the bedroom this morning. As it’s the last time I will do that at home until at least February 6th, this will keep me going for a while. The rising sun tinges the higher woodland on the Heptonstall hillside.
Wintry morning, with moon
Tuesday 17th January 2023, 7.40am (day 4,163)
A dash into Manchester and back failed to trouble the camera, so let’s go with this one, there haven’t been many early morning shots for a while: it’s no longer a time of the day I engage with much, particularly in the winter. You’d think that some four weeks after the solstice the sun might deign to start putting in an appearance before 8am, but no, not in this valley anyway.
The Christmas Day Walk
Sunday 25th December 2022, 12.55pm (day 4,140)
The family’s annual concession of a bit of exercise, alongside the eating and drinking that is also to come. We were only about another fifteen minutes from the pub at this point. Happy Christmas to you all.
Mist is born
Monday 19th December 2022, 3.20pm (day 4,134)
This shot is taken a few hundred yards down the canal from the one captured on Friday, and as is very clear, there’s been a considerable thaw in the meantime. But there remain remnants of ice on the water, sublimating these tendrils into the far warmer air.
Six shots in a row in Hebden Bridge, and eight of the last nine. There’ll be variety tomorrow though.
Rochdale Canal, at Callis Wood
Friday 16th December 2022, 2.10pm (day 4,131)
I got out of the house, though as you can see, it isn’t getting any warmer. Winter 21-22 was nothing to speak of in the UK, but the 22-23 version has some bite.
Caught in the hail storm
Thursday 24th February 2022, 1.40pm (day 3,836)
Working at home today, I thought, after lunch, I would just go out and stretch my legs for a bit. Great timing; this was taken only a few minutes later. On the other hand, this was actually the most interesting thing to happen today.
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