Today, in Derbyshire, it rained. That’s not always a bad thing. Misty rain adds a strange, almost surreal, depth to pictures, especially at certain times of the year. Tree shapes take on a depth caused by the relative distance of trees from the camera. When you are actually there, alone, you can experience a sense of quiet awe.It's kind to share!
I always think there’s something hauntingly beautiful about trees in winter. I’ve left this shot in colour, but it’s almost black and white. The skyscape seemed to be a fitting herald for the forecast snow. I wonder how many snowstorms that tree has faced?It's kind to share!
I captured this only today. Autumn is definitely here. I have tried to use shallow depth of field in a symbolic way; the memory of summer is starting to blur, yet autumn has its own beauty – and it just might excel itself this year.It's kind to share!
I didn’t have anything very exciting to post this week, so I went for a walk this afternoon – and found this (and some other reflections. Truly, the most important photographic accessory is… a pair of eyes.It's kind to share!
I love the challenge of portraying textures in a photo – it isn’t always easy! Here, yesterday, I spotted these beech leaves. This hedge is made more interesting by the presence of one copper beech among all the other ordinary ones, which only augments the contrast between the glossy flat upper surfaces, and the fluffy, hairy edges of the youngest leaves. Nature is fascinating.It's kind to share!
This picture seemed to sum up the recent weather, yesterday. But it made me think; can dull weather ever be beautiful? Of course, it depends what we mean by beauty, but mist has intrigued artists and photographers for a long time. It can add an almost enchanting depth to an otherwise unremarkable scene. Perhaps many of nature’s beautiful traits are not obvious at first.It's kind to share!
One evening last week, I just felt the need to unwind in natural surroundings. Fortunately, I had the opportunity. I find there’s something very stabilising about looking at things in nature that are so much older than myself. This picture is, of course, once again a part of Wollaton Park, Nottingham. One or two of the original cedar trees, planted in 1588, the year of the Spanish Armada, still survive. To stand underneath one on a hot summer day and breathe the scent is truly inspiring, and makes me think about all sorts of things.
We tend to get wrapped up in ourselves (maybe I can speak for others along with myself.) Surely, it’s always good to welcome what lifts us out of this. Oh… perhaps there is a connection with Britmums, after all.It's kind to share!
Last week was a very busy one for me, but finally, yesterday, I made time to get some fresh air for a few moments. And once again, I found the joy of just noticing.
This shot is not of a craggy cliff, nor is it an aerial view of a pond (or of anything else.) It’s a close-up view of the bark of a young oak tree. Nature never fails, eh?
When I spotted this tree only today, I wanted to grab some pictures quickly! I thick it’s lovely to find such beauty in what can often be a sad part of the year. Notice that one leaf that is partly yellow; has another leaf been resting just over it, I wonder?It's kind to share!
In common with many photographers, I find trees fascinating, and interesting to photograph, and cedars particularly so. Here, in the grounds of Wollaton Hall, Nottingham, just one or two of the cedars of Lebanon, planted in 1588 (yes, the year of the Spanish Armada!) remain alive and standing, still giving off their characteristic scent on a warm day.