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K’lee and Dale’s Cosmic Photo Challenge…

Good morning, I trust your weekends all went well and that you were suitably inspired by Friday’s prompt, to go out and capture some autumnal arboreal images for today’s Cosmic Photo Challenge. 

This week, we’re all about the trees, because Autumn is upon us and that means glorious colours and skeletal, sculptural shapes all around us.

Sycamore and beech always provide a rich range of reds, oranges and yellows and I didn’t have to go far from home to find examples of those, one of which got the “artistic” treatment. Plus, the giant leaves of (I think) a white oak and a chestnut tree that looks like a floating ball without any help from me.

Here’s a fitting soundtrack to start your week, let’s hear it for The Trees.

I’ll post a link to K’lee’s pictures when they appear, but now it’s over to you…


To get involved with the challenge, post a photo to your blog on Monday, add a pingback to this post (or to K’lee’s) and don’t forget to tag your post #CosPhoChal.

Alternatively, add a link to your blog in the comments of either mine or K’lee’s post and we’ll come and check out your entry.

Any and all effects, editing, Photoshop, Instagram, morphing, collages or whatever other post production techniques you fancy are permitted, (in fact, they’re actively encouraged!) so get creative and turn your photos into artworks for the Cosmic Photo Challenge.



Posted by on October 3, 2016 in Arts, Photography


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Picture this: An Autumn walk…

The weather has been pretty kind to us in the last couple of weeks, but there’s definitely an autumnal chill in the air this weekend.
A perfect time then, to go for a brisk walk and try to capture the beauty of the turning seasons on camera, and what with all the multi-coloured foliage, skeletal structures of seed heads everywhere and the profusion of berries, it didn’t take long for me find plenty of ideal subjects to photograph.

I hope you enjoy this taste of Autumn…

















…and if you want more of the same, pop over to Photo Sans Frontiers for a second slew of seasonal spectacle.


Posted by on October 18, 2015 in Arts, Photography, Picture this.


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So long summer…


Today is the autumnal equinox and the time has come to say goodbye once again to the heat of summer and welcome the (hopefully) balmy days of autumn.

Pagans celebrate the the festival of Mabon tonight, a feast to mark the change of seasons and a chance to give thanks for the bounty of nature.


The name probably originated with the myth of Mabon ap Modron, a follower of King Arthur from Cornwall who was rescued from kidnapping and imprisonment by Arthur and his Knights so he could help locate a legendary hunting dog.
Apparently they quizzed all the forest animals in order to ascertain where he was being held and interestingly, Arthur and his men were supposedly transported to Mabon’s prison in Gloucester by a giant salmon, although what any of this has to do with the coming of autumn is beyond me.

We have our own personal Mabon animal staying with us from today. Roo, a sprightly, good natured eleven year old collie, who we occasionally care for when her humans are away, is lodging with us for three weeks.


It’s good to have a dog around the place again and it was as good an excuse as any to go for a stroll and snap a few shots of the first autumnal signs in the countryside, including the huge swathes of maize in the fields and the splashes of bright berries in the hedgerows.










To finish, I’d like to share one of the poems that actually stuck with me from school, John Keats‘ “Ode To Autumn”, along with another schooldays favourite, and somehow just as appropriate, Jean Michel Jarre’s beautiful album “Equinox”.


Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness, 
close bosom-friend of the maturing sun; 
Conspiring with him how to load and bless 
With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eaves run; 
To bend with apples the moss’d cottage-trees,
And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core; 
To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells 
With a sweet kernel; to set budding more, 
And still more, later flowers for the bees,
Until they think warm days will never cease;
For Summer has o’erbrimm’d their clammy cells.   
Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store? 
Sometimes whoever seeks abroad
may find Thee sitting careless on a granary floor, 
Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind;  
Or on a half-reap’d furrow sound asleep, 
Drowsed with the fume of poppies,
while thy hook Spares the next swath and all its twinèd flower;
And sometimes like a gleaner thou dost keep Steady thy laden head across a brook; 
Or by a cyder-press, with patient look, 
Thou watchest the last oozings, hours by hours.   
Where are the songs of Spring? Ay, where are they? 
Think not of them, thou hast thy music too,
While barrèd clouds bloom the soft-dying day  
And touch the stubble-plains with rosy hue; 
Then in a wailful choir the small gnats mourn 
Among the river-sallows, borne aloft 
Or sinking as the light wind lives or dies; 
And full-grown lambs loud bleat from hilly bourn;  
Hedge-crickets sing;
and now with treble soft 
The redbreast whistles from a garden-croft; 
And gathering swallows twitter in the skies.  



Posted by on September 22, 2013 in Etymology, Personal anecdote, Photography


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