Today’s journal is about one thing. Or maybe thirty.[Read more…] about Acer Leaves
You can always find something to photograph. And I think you can generally make a few shots that other people will enjoy. I walked around a park for an hour with a 150-600 mm lens and these are some of the shots.[Read more…] about Photo Essay
This is a panoramic shot of Kew Gardens taken while I was standing outside the Palm House which had just closed before we got there. Our own fault, we had arrived at Kew Gardens too late but a kind ticket collector took pity on us and let us in. As she advised, everything was closed. And all the people we encountered were walking towards the exit.[Read more…] about This Day Last Year
This is the 250th journal in my daily succession. It’s a milestone so strange to me that I wondered what to write about. Two hundred and fifty is, more or less, the length of our family pandemic lockdown. It’s the time since I was discharged from prostate cancer care, a milestone trivialised on learning at the same place and time that there was another cancer attacking the family.[Read more…] about 250 and Still Typing
‘So you’ve reached your legacy years?’ said a colleague as we discussed photographs. Not so much photographs as photography. I’d just admitted to spending many evenings scanning or digitising strips of photographic negatives.[Read more…] about As Orange and Sharp As Arrows
I started today with flies on the brain.
I’ll start you with a whimsy to get you in the mood. That old saw, time flies like an arrow, fruit flies like a banana.[Read more…] about The Fly, Eye and Tax