The image blows up so that, should you be so inclined, you can get a better look at the dimpling around the larger leaf. There’s quite a ‘steep’ slope on that surface dimple.
First warm and sunny day
Depart: 10:00-ish GMT
At which point the battery died
Journey’s end: 12:30-ish GMT
Which one seems clearest to you? Each has a different mood, but in which of the three does the wall and trackway in the foreground seem more ‘immediate’?
BTW, is anyone else finding they can no longer set their images to enlarge as before without having a website address to host them? Or set the order of images in the ‘attachment’ link? What am I missing in this ‘new’ image arrangement?
We didn’t travel widdershins
Berwick-upon-Tweed has Elizabethan walls which make a handy circular walk. So that is what we did, taking random photos of views both in and out of the circle as we wandered round. It was a clear afternoon, around 15:30, with low, bright sunlight, making shots to the west flare and bringing out amazing colours and shadows all round. We used the Canon Ixus 60 but it was hard to see what we’d captured at the time. All subsequent damage to photos by way of selection, fiddling cropping and adjusting, is down to me.
It’s a fairly long shot, though not the longest of the day, and, although a little grainy, has a lovely colour quality. Couldn’t bring myself to crop the bottom of the image of excess sea as was taken with the shading of the water and the three verticals together travelling up and across the image.
The fencing here brings to mind an attack of hiccups in an ironworks.
These benches occasionally congregate looking out to sea.
Bamburgh Castle is something like 12-16 miles away I reckon. I cropped a large tree off the left of the image behind the branches of which you might just have been able to make out the vague shape of Holy Island with Lindisfarne Castle some 8 miles away too, but that would have taken even more of the eye of faith.
And then there’s this:
- Today’s News: Guild of Freemen call on council to mark historic Berwick event (journallive.co.uk)
A kettle bauble
Passenger – grainy shots through windscreen
Particularly fond of the whole plastic look of the windscreen curve on curve with reflections above/below
Where did I put the book to get the camera to take the picture … ?
(Yes, it’s another cobweb picture. And I will clean my windows.)
The alarm went off at 05:30 today, (don’t ask) so I get’s up, have breakfast, and take the last morning beverage to the computer.
Come 8-ish, I’m thinking I should be getting the day wound up and on the move here, probably starting with a general bathroom call: in fact definitely starting with a general bathroom call.
A not so memorable sequence
(please feel free to take notes)
I drop into the bedroom, early morning reading matter in hand, (yuk, I know, already) to gather up a good, scratchy bath towel (I like them that way, not your soft ‘n fluffy sort – but that’s a different problem), and in order to do this the blinds need raising to cast some murky morning light on the towel hunt. Up they go and there, framed against the sky, is the above item.
Camera! Return with camera; take picture; start morning revving-up process once more.
Where did I put the book to get the camera to take the picture to get the towel to go to the bathroom with?
Hunt the memory cells
- I mean book
Step retracing on a major scale. Twice: thrice.
That general bathroom call becomes more, well more … .
I tell self that I’m not allowed to go to the bathroom until where I put the book is remembered. Can you believe it that I’m actually channelling my mother over when I can go to the bathroom? And I’m older now than she ever reached (bless her heart).
Time to take a breath. It’s a book and it will turn up: and then, headless chicken time passes and there it is.
All I had to do was get hold of the idea of really looking and thinking in a co-ordinated manner. Easily said – rarely the first ‘port of call’ when misplacing the bits and bobs of life. All because I failed to watch what my hands were doing whilst my mind and feet were heading off, with urgent purpose, somewhere else.
Anyway, it was happy and safe and had taken up temporary lodging with the towels.
And the minute I touched the book I remembered putting it there. Honestly.
Now, just where did I put the camera?
Running against the tide
A proper use for railings
A reduction/regression of treatment of shot taken into the sun
A point of view – going up?
Full of lines and movement whichever way you look at it
Various experiments with photos at long range with and without zoom using point and click camera
On a gloriously sunny day, we went scrambling up Ros Castle (I mean why take the path, says S? Sheep tracks are fine. Sheesh – that depends on how long your legs are when scraping through the heather).
The colours, however, were wonderful.
Not as clear as it can be, but the soft colouring of the countryside was very comforting as the year turned to autumn.
Heavy rain has filled the streams and rivers. None of them large, but they can still cause endless havoc when they flood. After bad flooding a few year’s back, earth barriers were built to protect the homes within reach of an overflowing river, and the bank edge was designed to give at a particular point further along to allow prevent a bottleneck, and let the water fill the farmland bottom.
This has worked but unfortunately higher up, banks are giving way and taking largish trees with them, causing further blockages and damage lower down. Today, tree clearing went on to prevent more trees trying to sail to the sea causing mayhem on their way.
Meanwhile, the river is ignoring the central span of the stone bridge and building an island for itself.
- Weather: floods warning as rain sweeps across Britain (guardian.co.uk)
Blackfriars – Newcastle-upon-Tyne
On the wander on Saturday and stepped into Blackfriars to refresh my memory of some of the old building’s details and keep my brain working on the period model I like to work on – see theinfill for more info. It rained a lot, so this ‘piece’ comes to you from your soggy (and now sneezy) reporter on a day’s escape to the big city.
Parts of the buildings date back to the 1300s and was in almost continuous use, one way and another, which is unusual as most monastic buildings seem to have been left to fall into disrepair after the Reformation in the 1530s. These buildings, and I think there was quite a development of them by the 1500s, were rented by the various trades guilds in the city.
“In the year 1552, the mayor and burgesses demised this house of Black Friars, (fn. 6) with its appurtenances, of orchards, gardens, &c. to nine of the mysteries, or most ancient trades of the town, at the yearly rent of 42s.; a ninth part to be paid by each company, to the respective uses of which were portioned out the several apartments of the monastry, with the adjacent grounds. This grant has saved the monastry from destruction; and though it has undergone many alterations, yet it still retains a considerable share of its ancient monastic character, as will be noticed hereafter.”
The only parts left that are based on some elements of the original buildings are around the cloister area, the entrance being through a long, arched passageway.
What is left is a jumble of the centuries, with sections altered according to the then current need.
Currently it is a restaurant and studios and showroom/outlets for various crafts.
The Dominican Friary Church is now a patch of grass with bits of masonry still in evidence, but, circling round to the right, on the far side of the Church site there are modern buildings designed to echo some aspects of period architecture.
Not so sure the contrasts in the modern arcade do it for me – possibly over-egging the pudding. The pseudo Tudor chimney is pleasant but somehow doesn’t ‘go’ with the roof – is it the shallow angle, possibly?
The theme of staying in tune with what used to be around is carried out in other new building too. Outside the cloister on the site where the Tanners’ building once stood, a modern arcade has been erected, with pleasingly varied arch heights and brickwork.
All this is on the edge of China Town with one of the main shopping and entertainment areas just round the next corner.
The mix and match and huge variety of history, people and place, brought back how much I do miss the city sometimes.
Further elated article
- St. Dominic and the Friars Preachers (insightscoop.typepad.com)
Lush under and over growth – small pond
He is there somewhere
Long range, long arm shots of 12″ pool made from flower pot well sealed at the bottom. We put a plastic pot inside a more decorative terracotta one – not that you can see either pot now the foliage has developed. The outer pot is larger than the water carrying inner, and has soil and some odd plants in it. It gives another place for toads and frogs and other cool seeking items to hide. Each year I clean it out (or try to) and add fresh oxygenating plantlets to the freshened water, ‘service’ the solar pump, and each year there are toads in it and around it. They breed in local gardens with bigger ponds and live the rest of the year where they can. The roadway needs signage in the spring for the toads, as they make their way back to the larger pools.
Whilst sitting keeping company with this little being, up popped another, slightly smaller one from the water, but it wouldn’t stay still long enough for distance photo shake. The water is probably about 12″ deep with rocks and gravel taking up quite large areas, and most of the rest is filled by the old solar pump, so goodness knows where they hide down there.
Pansy seed head dehisced