This blog is about the many things of interest to me – from photography, jewellery making, my garden, walking, the natural world and the English Lake District.
More varied than any landscape was the landscape in the sky, with islands of gold and silver, peninsulas of apricot and rose against a background of many shades of turquoise and azure.Cecil Beaton
The sky in the top JPEG version was blown and an unpleasant colour. RAW development improved the sky, lifted dark areas and allowed better differentiation between the colours in the landscape.
I don’t have much to tell you these days, as my husband has been poorly and his treatment and recovery have been a dominating feature in our lives for the moment. But as I’ve been restricted to home for a while, I have been tinkering with various cameras and images and we managed to get away to the Lake District in June, so I’ll just post a gallery of recent images below.
I posted last time that I’d got a new Panasonic pocket camera and was tinkering with that, but since then, my lovely little DSLR has died and probably can’t be repaired economically, so I’m on the look out for a second hand one eventually, as it was just ideal for me. In the meantime however, I’ve added a larger bridge camera to my collection and am looking forward to getting to know it soon – I haven’t had opportunity to get out with it yet and frankly, it has largely rained since I got it a week ago.
I have however been playing with some images that I’d not yet published and trying different pieces of RAW image file development.
This evening shot was exposed for the sky, but it still fell a little flat compared to reality and at the expense of the foreground. Everything was improved with some localised adjustments during RAW development.
I hadn’t been happy with the results I was getting, so decided that I’m going to have to pay for a decent piece of software, so have been trying it before I pay for the full version.
I’ve been delighted with the results and some of the images in the gallery are the result of getting a decent image from a shot that initially looked lost. I do love that process of taking something that looked hopeless at the time of taking – usually because of an extensive dynamic range in the scene – and getting a nice resulting image from it.
I’ve been especially delighted with the results that I’ve been able to get from my pocket camera Considering that it has a tiny little sensor, it’s astonishing to me that I can retrieve blown cloud and sky areas, as well as lightening deep shadow areas to show hidden details, from under trees and the like. It’s a bit of a dark art and both a joy and a frustration in equal measure, but I can’t relinquish that overwhelming need to tinker with images.
Gallery
I’ve published some of these photos larger than I usually do in my blog, so the pop ups when you click to view the images should be pretty much a screenful in your browser. Some originals are also perhaps a little larger than this (especially the landscapes), so if you want to enjoy more detail, right clicking the image will probably give you the option to open it in a new window or tab. If hovering over the image with your mouse produces a (+) icon, clicking it may make it larger still.
The photos below are just a selection of images that I’ve taken or worked on recently (hence the mix of seasons shown). Whilst slightly disjointed as a collection, they do pretty much represent what I like to photograph.
A favourite section amongst the trees around Tarn Hows in the English Lake District (September 2017).
It had rained hard and been stormy earlier in the day and it suddenly stopped and lifted and odd shards of sunlight glinted through gaps in the cloud. Thirlmere in the English Lake District.
I love being under trees in dappled sunlight on a hot day and this is a favourite quiet spot to stop for a picnic lunch.
Water lillies and lots of common blue damselflies at Tarn Hows in the English Lake District.
Tarn Hows in the English Lake District on a gorgeous hot sunny June afternoon.
Blea Tarn in the Langdale area of the English Lake District. The day before we’d been trying to find shade to keep cool, but this day we were glad we put coats on.
Tarn Hows in the English Lake District – the sun was out, the water lillies were in flower and the sun was warm. Life doesn’t get much better.
Walking around Tarn Hows in the English Lake District on a lovely day – we just stop on every seat to enjoy looking at the trees.
Walking around Tarn Hows in the English Lake District on a gorgeous June afternoon.
It isn’t a complete holiday until we’ve walked along the side of Windermere – it’s one of those favourite walks you do often because it has everything.
The walk along Elterwater in the English Lake District. It just started raining, so I snatched a quick photo.
One of a small family of marsh tits that visited our feeder – I don’t think I’ve knowingly seen one before. They move so fast, that they’re hard to catch – so I was glad that it paused for a moment for me.
A spectacularly clear day after a storm the day before, giving rise to good distant views over Windermere.
This blue hosta I have in the garden does form the most lovely raindrops – which I love to see on these big architectural leaves.
A favourite quite spot to stop for a brew and maybe a spot of lunch. This was an exercise in RAW file development, as it was a tricky exposure that just hadn’t worked in the in-camera JPEG.
We were delighted to be visited by a hare on several occasions, although it was only when the weather was lousy – so the light was low and the grass was blowing.
The photo isn’t sideways – this rose, which instructs you not to prune it, now flowers about 12 foot off the ground and they then flop over horizontally. I think I’m going to have to prune it after all, or I can’t enjoy the flowers at all.
We’ve had a lot of butterflies and other insects in the garden this summer and they move about so fast, that I end up with a lot of flower photos where a butterfly or insect had been.
You can see with all the tones and textures in the grass, how the hares blend in so well with their surroundings.
Thistles are the most astonishingly complicated and rather ferocious looking plants,
After a couple of visits she seemingly got used to seeing me through the window and realised she wasn’t going to come to any harm and she got more confident in her movements.
What could be prettier than a tiny spherical raindrop on the gorgeous contours of a large waxy leaf.
I’ve posted this photo before, but I re-worked this with a new piece of RAW development software and the result is significantly better.
These garden geraniums have been the most lovely delicate colour this summer.
Everyone likes birds. What wild creature is more accessible to our eyes and ears, as close to us and everyone in the world, as universal as a bird?
David Attenborough
We managed to get a lovely two week break in the English lake District in June and I’ve been spending the time since in catching up the backlog of orders and trying to get some of my pieces remade to replenish shop stock.
Consequently, I haven’t yet had time to work through my photographs from that fortnight, although I’m looking forward to doing so. If truth be told, I haven’t worked on the last batch from September yet either, so may well publish a gallery featuring images from both, when I do get to it. For the first few days we were away, we were in the middle of the really hot spell mid-June and our decisions of where to go and what to do were determined by finding shade and a bit of a breeze.
The local heron’s favourite roost after breakfast to do some preening and let his meal settle.
One of the perils of staying in a static caravan, which is something we truly love for a variety of reasons, is that being a tin can with modest insulation, they much reflect the outside temperature and it can change much more rapidly than it does in a brick or stone house. And whilst in the hot sun most of the day, it ends up like being inside a roasting tin, so we did spend as much time out and about as practical over those few very hot days. But once the garden was in the shade of the caravan itself in an evening, the nearby river and trees made it absolutely delightful.
The first photographs I have worked on are some wildlife images, although it’s also true to say that they’re not stunning quality either. We had several lovely evening visits by wildlife – from an unusual group of 5 red deer hinds, who only appeared at dusk on two evenings when it was absolutely torrential rain, a green woodpecker who roosted in a nearby dead tree – which is an absolute magnet for birds of all types and is the focus of much of our bird watching.
The Great Spotted Woodpecker youngster waited to be fed. He was actually perfectly capable of feeding himself, which he happily did when no one was watching.
We were also visited regularly by a family of Great Spotted Woodpeckers. Mum was very timid, but when Dad was on duty, he was more tolerant of my taking photos and junior didn’t seem to even notice us.
The red deer, shown in the gallery below was taken on a digicam which doesn’t have the image quality of my DSLR, but does have more than twice the focal length – which was necessary on this occasion. It was actually significantly darker to the eye than it looks in the photo, which was taken just before 10pm on a truly miserable day and the shutter speed was only 1/8 second, through a window, although I did use a tripod and the self-timer to minimise camera movement.
The green woodpecker also came well after 9pm as that was obviously her bed time. She would land on the dead tree, considerately calling loudly as she arrived, to alert us and then she’d spend at least 15 minutes very still on the trunk, just leaning back and looking around. Once she was happy with the situation, she’d rapidly scurry around the trunk and pop into her bed chamber. Some nights she wasn’t happy and she’d fly off, occasionally to return later, some nights preferring another roost.
One evening she took to her bed and I was washing up at a window immediately in-line with the tree and she started making a real din, screeching and calling from within her roost and on looking up I saw a tawny owl land on a side branch of the tree, looking directly at me. The green woodpecker obviously knew he was there and vocalised her objection, at which the owl took off and she left her roost and we never saw her again after that – she must have decided that it was no longer the des res she had thought.
The only way I could capture any of her activity, due to the late hour and distance from me, was to use my superzoom digicam on video mode, which for some reason gave much better results than still shots, so the photos below of her are still frames from videos I shot. If I can fathom out the best way to post some video here (the files are HD and rather large) I’ll add those too, as her rapid disappearance into her hole is well worth seeing.
Lake District Gallery:
I’ll add to this gallery as I work on suitable images – so for now, this is just a start with a few wildlife photographs. More to follow.
A party of 5 red deer hinds (only 3 visible here) who came down to feed late one evening in torrential rain.
A green woodpecker visited late each evening to roost in a dead tree. Here she’s about to pop into her bed chamber.
A green woodpecker visited late in an evening to roost in a dead tree. She spent some considerable time looking around before retiring.
Great spotted woodpeckers – Dad feeds the youngster on a nearby tree stump.
Rest is not idleness, and to lie sometimes on the grass under trees on a summer’s day, listening to the murmur of the water, or watching the clouds float across the sky, is by no means a waste of time. John Lubbock
I was rather mortified to find that it is two months since I last posted (I would have guessed at half of that), but in truth, I just haven’t had much to say or to show you. Consequently, the photographs I’ll post in the gallery below will span a few weeks and several trips out and are rather a haphazard collection. I’ll also add a second gallery of recent work, just to prove that I have been getting on with something.
I love the tall elegant spikes of Foxglove flowers.
My husband was taken rather poorly in July with what we initially thought was a severe tummy bug, but at the point where he erupted in a violent full-body rash (you’d think he’d been paint balling naked, his opponent armed with red paint – and no, I have no idea how that scenario might even arise either), I decided that it was rather more than someone just passing on undesirable germs, so called the doctor. Through a bit of detective work, we speculated that it was possibly a severe allergic reaction to a portion of ice cream he’d eaten, containing chopped pecan nuts. Thankfully, the suggested hay fever meds caused the rash to retreat very rapidly and subsequent blood testing confirmed a severe allergic reaction to nuts. Rather odd, when he’d both tolerated and regularly enjoyed nuts for over half a century.
So until he can have proper testing and can learn more (the waiting list is lengthy), we’re now manic label readers. I already read everything for myself, as a diabetic who eats reduced carbs, but it’s surprising just how many seemingly unlikely products we ate regularly are now on the banned list. Not only is our own supply cupboard looking very different, but it makes eating out, both commercially and in other people’s houses, a rather risky experience, especially when foods that have the potential to prove dangerous might seemingly have little outwardly to do with nuts (meats can be fried in nut oils, sauces thickened with nut flour, added vegetable protein and vegetable oils in recipes can be derived from peanut etc. etc.). I can’t even begin to imagine what a minefield it must be to parents of youngsters with similar dangerous allergies.
As he already has several chronic and serious health issues, the severity of his body’s reaction to that very small amount of nuts has had a detrimental impact on his overall health, although thankfully he’s now showing considerable improvement. Consequently, our weekends have been spent trying to recharge the batteries and return him to previous health levels, so we’ve made a point of getting out at any opportunity to visit favourite quiet places.
We might not go far or do much when we get there, but making a point of going out, even if you only sit and read for an hour and listen to birds and the breeze through the trees, enforces a detachment from real life for a while and removes you from temptation to just get on with chores. The investment of time, we feel, is very well worth doing in this regard. I’m certain that our policy of doing this regularly has paid dividends in his recovery and certainly does me good too.
Roe deer bucks – 2 for the price of 1:
Hence we found ourselves on Saturday afternoon, sat in the car to shelter from the very stiff winds and intermittent rain, with our books and flask of coffee, just enjoying the peace and watching a group of bunnies chasing each other through the grass. There was a moment when one running shape registered as odd until my brain put it together and I realised that this was no bunny, but a roe deer, somewhat further away. It ran the full width of the field in front of us, stopped and ate for a few minutes and then ran towards us diagonally and disappeared into the trees edging the field.
Grasses catching evening sun, as pretty as any ‘conventional’ flowers.
I was struggling to get decent photos through the slope of the car windscreen, but was able to get out of the car fairly invisibly as there was a sign nearby that I was able to walk in line with and hide behind to get some better photos. It was a considerable distance, so the shots are significant crops (see below), but you get the idea. I’d managed to remain unseen by it until two cars tried to pass in the single track road and one revved in frustration and this got the deer’s attention, at which time it must have seen me as it is looking straight at me in the photograph.
A few moments after it disappeared into the trees, we spotted what we thought was the same deer a few yards from where I’d first photographed it, but it couldn’t have got there in the time, or without us seeing it, so we were a little perplexed. It followed exactly the same route over the field and disappeared into the trees at the very same spot. I took some more photos through the open car window and it was only when reviewing these later that I could see that it wasn’t the same deer at all. The first roe deer buck looks to be about 2 or 3 years old with 2 tines or points on his antlers, where the second buck not only has three tines on his antlers, suggesting he’s probably a year or so older, but he only had one antler, his left one being missing.
It was odd that they’d followed the same route across the field, both into view and again out of it, but as it is their rutting season, I wonder if the older male was following the scent of his younger rival, with a view to demonstrating his greater status – and perhaps that’s why he only has one remaining antler, maybe he’s already put it to good use.
Gallery:
A male roe deer that I estimate to be around 2 or 3 years old. It was dashing about in the open, possibly as it is their rutting season.
Whilst this roe deer buck is looking straight at me, I’d managed to hide from him for a while until a passing car revved up as it went over a nearby bridge.
We initially thought this was the same buck, but if you look carefully, he looks to be a bit older, by the points on his antlers and only actually has one.
This roe deer’s extra points on his antlers and the greyer face suggest that he’s older than the other buck in adjacent photographs.
There has been a recent programme of clearing some of the dense woodland to allow more to grow on the forest floor and it is really starting to look fabulous.
We found a new woodland friend when we tried a new path in an area we thought we knew well.
A few years ago, before they thinned out the trees, it was dark and dead at ground level, now it is springing into life.
This shot wasn’t successful in several regards, but I loved how the wings have caught the light, so worth showing for that reason alone.
I always wonder at the complexity of flowers such as foxgloves, in their efforts to attract insects.
A new clematis that I added to the garden, the stamens are almost fluorescent in the intensity of colour.
We often catch fabulous sunsets in this spot, probably because we often try and visit on the same type of sunny evening.
The moon was visible long before sunset and the sky was full of wispy pink clouds.
Recent work:
Just to prove that I haven’t been entirely sat on my bottom drinking coffee and gawping, these are some of the new designs added to the shop recently.
Whilst I was in a coiling mood I made these chandalier stype earrings with turquoise glass beads and hammered spirals.
Antiqued copper and glass bead pendant with wire wrapped bail and hand crafted flower bead cap.
Faux amber and mobius ring antiqued copper earrings.
Faux amber and mobius ring antiqued copper necklace with a tapered beaded section with graduating sizes.
Antiqued copper Egyptian coil earrings with a pretty little Tourmaline teardrop.
Elongated spiral link earrings with a stack of lapis rondelles.
Darkly oxed Egyptian coil earrings with an African turquoise rondelle stacked dangle.
Elongated spiral link antiqued copper earrings with a stack of peace jade rondelles.
You can’t be suspicious of a tree, or accuse a bird or a squirrel of subversion, or challenge the ideology of a violet.Hal Borland
They’re elusive little critters and their speed and agility outsmart me more times than not.
As we’re not able to get away for a holiday this June, we decided to take the time off in short bursts instead, having a couple of long weekends where we vowed to try and get proper holiday-style days out – with picnics and everything.
Thankfully, for our first such long weekend, there was gorgeous warm weather. It had been fabulously sunny over the weekend, but by the Monday and Tuesday, it had gone a bit more cloudy and humid and oppressive instead. But we managed two proper full days out and without resorting to coats or waterproofs, which is always a bonus.
We went first to a new place for us; Mere Sands Wood Nature Reserve in West Lancashire, a Lancashire Wildlife Trust wetland nature reserve and it only cost £2 for parking all day. It was a lovely place that we’ll certainly visit again. You walk in a loop around the mere, mostly in woodland and there were bird feeding stations and hides at suitable positions, where you can sit and look at the various wildlife using the mere. There had been kingfishers in residence a couple of days earlier and we sat waiting for a while at their favourite perch but didn’t see any evidence of them. Regular visitors who came into the hide said they hadn’t been seen for the last 3 days and must have moved on. Shame, I would have been enthralled to see them that close, I’ve only had two fleeting glances of a kingfisher before.
As we were already near the Merseyside coast, we headed off to Formby Point where there is a reserve for red squirrels and we haven’t been for a while. It had been a hot day and the National Trust wardens in attendance said it was too hot for the squirrels, so they hole up in their dreys during the day and come out when it cools. As it was now around 5pm and there was a nice sea breeze, we were hopeful for a siting. Thankfully, they did decide it was time to emerge and find some food, so we did see many of them scampering around in the trees. They make it a little easier to spot them as their claws do make a scratching sound in the trees, so if you stand still and quiet, you can locate them by sound. They move very fast though and many of the photos I got were of disappearing tails or a blur of movement.
The little chap I did get decent photos of (below in the gallery), albeit it a distance up a tree, seemed quite curious about me and kept coming back for a look, so that made it easier for me as at least he stood still for a few moments.
New shop:
My new smart phone responsive web site and shopping cart.
The time came when I could put it off no longer. My on-line shop was using a shopping cart system that was now three whole generations behind the times. Google tell me when I advertise, that I’m missing business because I don’t have a mobile phone compatible site and well over 40% of my advert-clickers do so on a smart phone (which means that they probably don’t actually ‘click’ anything at all). Add to that the impending PayPal increased security requirements, I decided it was time to look that elephant in the room right in the eye. I might even go right over there and give his damn trunk a tweak!
So after much hair pulling and gnashing of teeth, my new, smartphone responsive and now fully secure site has been officially launched. There’s a great deal to it and it takes a huge amount of work to get it how you want it, hence not much new jewellery to report. Fine tuning pages for the new design will be a work in progress for a little while yet, but all the major stuff has been addressed – and I believe it’s working well.
If you’d like to try it out, I’d welcome any comments as there’s limited value in my own testing as I know how it works and what to expect and if you would like to make a purchase, there’s a launch coupon for 10% off across the shop (gift certificates are excluded, minimum spend £10), valid until the end of June 2016 – just enter LAUNCH10 in the appropriate box in the basket.
Gallery:
You’ll need to view the gallery to see the daft bunnies.
It’s that time again, I have flowers in the garden, so you’ll get bored of insect close-ups.
I’m always astonished by the complexity and yet delicacy of their wings.
It was hard to catch these lambs boinging, as they tend to randomly launch upwards without warning.
Another favourite spot we park in when it’s warm, as we have shade under the trees, a nice outlook and it’s very quiet.
We walked around a nature reserve and spotted a few Speckled Wood butterflies under the trees.
There were masses of dragonflies – and large ones too – flitting about, but rather too far away to get a decent photograph.
This robin followed us for a while – I think he knew I keep sunflower seeds in my camera bag.
It had been a hot day and they’d only just emerged from their dreys and this one still had bedding in his hair.
This gorgeous little chap kept a close eye on what I was up to.
Promise you’re not going to take a photo of my bum as I scamper away!
Oops, I’ve been sprung eating nettles. Just stand dead still and she might not see me.
Maybe if I hide she’ll go away. If I can’t see her, I’m obviously invisible to her too.