Friday, 25 September 2009

Small snapshots

I love my digital SLR but there are times when I just don't have it about my person and I want to take a photo. In these times, my camera phone suffices. Here's a few snapshots from the last few weeks.




The children I look after are fortunate enough to have lots of horse chestnut trees outside their house, which means a whole lot of fun for them at this time of year when the conkers start falling from the trees. This week I have seen the conkers falling right out of the tree, their heavy weight pulling down the branches of the trees until they cannot stay on any longer and fall to the ground. Thankfully I've managed to escape getting hit by any. Over two conker collecting sessions the children picked up 806 conkers all lovely and shiny and new.

While I was waiting for John the other day my eye was caught by the sweet dispensers. There's something very aesthetically pleasing about the big round glass balls filled with colourful sweets.

I felt like I needed to capture the fresh spinach before it wilted to a mere shadow of its former glory once doused in boiling water. I love spinach. I always used to think it must be seriously gross because all I knew of spinach was what popeye had taught me about it. That it came in a can and was all green and slimey. Not so, my friends, not so.

And finally, the tractor. This was an unusal sight to behold - a tractor driving across the Downs in Bristol. It's a little bit out of the norm and I like that.
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Saturday, 5 September 2009

Poppies

This unexpected sight made me very happy on my run this morning. Very happy indeed. So much so that I ran home, picked up my camera and cycled back to the spot where I discovered the poppies and snapped away. Hello poppies, you're beautiful.


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Friday, 4 September 2009

September



It's September. Everyone knows that. And for those of us in the Northern Hemisphere that means Autumn is drawing in. It seems that many people in the blogging world are welcoming Autumn with open arms, and happy to bid farewell to summer. Those people do not live in England. Once again, I feel I have been a little bit cheated by the fickle British weather. I have now come to the conclusion that we don't really get 'Summer' here. Or at least, we don't get summer as I think it should be. Endless sunny days for a couple of months a year. With guaranteed sunshine. Instead, we have 'summer' holidays that involve packing for every kind of weather. Be sure to pack layers & jumpers & socks & hats if going on holiday in England in the summer, because you never know when the weather might change. Am I moaning? I don't like moaning, but I just need to get this off my chest. The British weather has given me a thirst for sunshine that means whenever I see it, I have to drink it in, getting my fill before it goes again. I think that is partly why I now have a whole folder of photos on my laptop entitiled 'skies', filled with pictures of very blue skies. Blue skies make me happy. This blue sky graced us with its presence for almost a whole afternoon on Monday. So John & I made the most of it and paid Bradford-on-Avon a visit on our way home from the New Forest. What a lovely place it was.

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