Looks like major surgery
Sometimes, when preparing food, I can go right off the idea.
… you know what? I posted the wrong photos. Red face, acute embarrassment.
So here’s a Saturday bonus to clutter up your lives
The patient has taken on water
Having run a further number of tests, admittedly using the limited range of settings I prefer, the conclusion is that we may have cleared this side of the lens but that moisture may be lurking ‘on the other side’ – pause for heavy music.
So, what we got are images between certain focal lengths that, more or less no longer have extra fuzzy edges, but back off from this and, with all amendments made to settings, the world goes not quite right. There’s certainly something in there that may, or may not dissipate.
A few moderately OK pics:
We still have the Minolta DImage, our first digital camera, bulky but a good friend. Its downside, beyond size and weight is the memory. Compact flash (ha ha) and very small memory allowed. OK if you do lots of web pics, but only one and a half good-sized images. I’m building up muscle, even as I type, in order to be able to cart her around again and see what I squeeze from the old girl. (Erm, I think she still works.)
Was just comparing the sizes of an original compact flash and the micro SD – laughed so much I dropped the dratted little thing and spent five minutes trying to pick it up again. Getting old.
Brain and silly connections
I like the radio on first thing in the morning as ‘mind wallpaper’, and yesterday there was an item about Royalty leading present fashions, with particular reference to the Duchess of Cambridge and interest in London during Olympic year.
None of the aspects of the piece were my thing, but it must have lodged in some corner or other of the gelatinous globule I use in place of a brain.
This a.m., whilst trying to find out if we’d fixed my camera, I was taking various shots of whatever was lying around. Lo and behold, something caught my eye, rang distant bells, latched itself on to yesterday’s mind file and was thrown out in to the glorious light of day.
It’s from The Graphic, June 14 1902:
I’ve chopped off the further info, so for those itching to know the sizing and prices, (all emphases and caps as in ad) it reads:
“For Boy of 3 ft. 2 in.”
“In Washing Materials – from 6s. 6d.
In Indigo_dyed Blue Serges, warranted to withstand sea-air and sun from 9s. 9d.
Flannel Frontlet, from 6d. Whistle and Cord, from 6d. Silk Neckerchief, from 1s. 3d.“
[Apologies if the above is no longer aligned correctly. Never had so much trouble getting text layout the way I wanted. Just not WYSIWYG on my mini computer. Grinding and gnashing of teeth.]
The advertisement was place by Samuel Brothers Ltd on Ludgate Hill, but they’ll send you a catalogue and patterns post free.
Ah, yes, sorry, 110 year’s too late, ahem.
Another item I used to test what’s going on with the lens reflects the Edwardian interest in the Baronial Hall idea and the whole Elizabethan/Tudor thing with the image of their ‘Elizabethan Dining Room’ design.
Lovely, isn’t it? Great adverts below Waring’s too.
Well that was fun but, unfortunately, it’s still not clear whether we’ve completely solved the problem with the wee camera or only been partially successful. Off to do some plant macros and see what we get.
So bright and sunny
and no sunglasses
In honour of yon dayglo jacket and the problem with full, in yer face brilliant sunshine and hard-edged contrasts so that landscape images were nigh impossible, here are a few plant bits and bobs.
There’s something v wrong with the lens, and, because of the bright sunshine, it was not noticeable until downloading the images. Must have got some grease or water in there, and the images have fuzzy areas where no fuzzy areas should be.
Nevertheless, (ah, such a fun word) the focal point of the plant photos are worth a squinny and an extra blow-up.
And on the way down: pom-pom sheep with clouds to match
Frost on gate post
Sitting about in a warm February sun, posting some of the last of these frost images, is a great and enjoyable indulgence.
Surprisingly for its apparent fuzzy, grainy look, this comes up quite well on its separate page, showing how many of the totally upright crystal piles seek the attention of the camera.
16th January really was an ice crystal day
and, for the gardeners amongst us, my favourite negative one – Saxifrage. We have many sorts in our small plant area.
- Weekly Photo Challenge: Hope (passion2read.wordpress.com)
From frozen to molten
Positive to negative
Only sort of related articles
Sheep shed wool everywhere right through till when they are eventually sheared. Presumably there are still wild sheep somewhere which shed their whole coats naturally.
These are full sized trees in the bottom and up the sides of this valley and looking up towards the slopes and distant forested slopes of the next valley and, at the end of that, the back of the Cheviot.
- Dyeing Wool “In the Grease” (kbnelson.wordpress.com)
- Quite Interesting: Getting sheepish (telegraph.co.uk)
- How long would the yarn spun from a single sheep’s wool be? (ask.metafilter.com)