Today, as I was nearby, I went to look at the lake at Wollaton Park. It’s not very often that it freezes, but I knew it would have done this time. Although the thaw had now begun in earnest, there was an eerie sense of desolation, which I think the misty background conveys in this picture. There were actually very few people about.It's kind to share!
I saw these water birds yesterday afternoon (Saturday) on the lake at Wollaton Park, Nottingham – one of my favourite haunts, as some of you know. I think they are quite young seagulls who are finding the winter coastal weather a bit rough, but I’m not exactly sure what kind they are. If anyone can enlighten me, I shall be delighted!It's kind to share!
I met these delightfully graceful animals recently, while taking a short walk through Wollaton Park, Nottingham. They roam wild here, as they have done for over 400 years. They can run as a pack, while hardly making a sound!It's kind to share!
While out for a few minutes’ walk in Wollaton Park yesterday, I hoped I’d get a picture or two that weren’t just the same old ‘autumn’ shots. The light was fading fast (and the park soon closing) when I came across this scene. It seemed a bit symbolic – as another year is nearly through, and autumn is well and truly here, these young deer remind us of how new life has entered the year, and how we shouldn’t give up hope in times of adversity and so much suffering in the world.
As the light fell, and the evening grew colder, they moved with incredible gracefulness – and silence!
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!
Walking (once again!) through my beloved Wollaton Park, on a dull, uninspiring day, I was almost slipping into a ‘nothing to see, here’ kind of mood, when I found this leaf on a shrub. I’ve cropped this picture a little, but left plenty of background, so as to show the contrast. For a moment, I had to think which season it was supposed to be – but it was a beautiful scene, none the less. I needed to be reminded that their is so much beauty in nature, all around us, all the time.It's kind to share!
Early last week, I spent an afternoon with my uncle and aunt. for part of the time, I took my uncle for a walk, which he always enjoys. And in my beloved Wollaton Park, we found the camellia house was OPEN! This picture is of one of these lovely flowers that we found. There were plenty of white and pink ones, too.It's kind to share!
I noticed this young swan in Wollaton Park today. I love the effect of broken reflections such as those in this shot. If you enlarge the picture, you’ll find interesting patterns in the swan’s feathers, too. You can even see a drop a water, falling from its beak – I couldn’t have captured that if I’d tried!It's kind to share!
A large proportion of glass in architecture, whether old style or modern, is often fascinating. Here, we are back again to my beloved Wollaton Park, Nottingham. This is the view looking up at the roof of the Camellia House, set in the grounds. One of the earliest cast iron glasshouses of its kind, it was built in 1827. It has recently been extensively restored, and is still used for its original purpose.
Buildinds such as this one provide a wonderful display of shape and line – a photographer’s paradise!
We’re back again, of course, to my beloved Wollaton Park, Nottingham, where deer have roamed wild for many generations. (Of deer and humans, that is.) This situation – fading daylight, moving subject, desire for high quality image and reasonable depth of field) had me wanting to replace my trusty but now dated DSLR with one giving improved performance at high ISO settings. (New one will have to stay on my wish list for a bit longer.)
I think the adage is true: children and animals are both, indeed, hard but rewarding subjects for any photographer – and the perseverance is worthwhile!
The word ‘deer’ incidentally, comes from an old word for an animal; a wilderness was literally a wild-deer-ness!
This post continues my response to the Alphabet Photography Challenge.It's kind to share!