Risking life and limb on grass verges to capture the wonderful wild flowers that grow on the verges.
Have been thinking and planning of taking photographs in water for some time now..always hoping to emulate the greats and get that perfect image of a sleek body swimming perfectly through the deep clear water…
The reality however is a complete farce and very difficult to do..
While on holiday on the ‘Other Coast’ I thought would take advantage of the clear waters of the lake and the Atlantic ocean, I bought a Fujifilm disposable waterproof camera and off we set, a family of competent swimmers all with decent bodies, except mine but that didn’t matter cause the idea was I was taking the pics. We soon discovered that when the subject of the shot starts to laugh while furiously treading water and the photographer tries not to lose patience, trying to capture anything remotely decent is near impossible
and after numerous attempts …
with the subjects floating away leaving me with endless blue.
.. I just lay back, tried to stay afloat and not roll over, balanced camera on chest and finished the roll of film. I will definitely do more of this, will need more practice before I manage to get the sleek body diving beneath the waves but its really good fun and as soon as I can get the kids back in the water will be doing it again.
The sun came out briefly today so grabbed camera and practically ran down to St Annes …well, I caught the bus but it only took 20 mins…anyway wandered about, lots of images on the prom, on the beach the pier etc lots of the same old thing and wasn’t feeling particularly inspired till I got to the Beach HutsOut of season so closed but they still look so inviting, there I was imagining being curled up on a comfy chair with a mug of tea, a plate of chocolate hobnobs and a good book..but the biting wind soon cleared my head and I walked on till I saw my shot of the day…ha! me thinks this is very similar to one I took last year so I got closerand closer still..and discovered an image waiting for me in the wooden frame…frame after frame tied together with rope swaying in the wind and at the very enda glimpse of sea and sky so blue I couldnt see where one ended and the other started. A simple thing this man made ‘box’ of wooden frames, rope and blue nature but it inspired me today.
Years ago I asked my brother Simon why he loved exploring Scotland so much… after a short pause his answer was simple -“God lives there”- and I think he’s right.
Like everyone I love sunrises and sunsets but very rarely photograph them because am usually in awe of the beauty and know that a photograph will never do justice to the majesty of nature, however on a recent too short a trip to the rightly named Kingdom of Fife I couldn’t resist getting up while it was still dark and waiting for the above to happen. So there I was waiting for nature to take my breath away and at 5:25am she did exactly that.
Driving down a country lane near home recently I noticed the verge was in full bloom and asked my long suffering very supportive husband to stop the car while I rummaged through bags trying to find the right lens. Risking life and limb on the roadside while cars flew past at what am sure are illegal speeds I crouched amid the wild flowers, nettles, wasps and beautiful fat bees and quickly filled my viewfinder with sunshine and flowers.
Hubby coasted along the roadside to find a passing pull in place leaving me with my ample derriere in full view of passing motorists some of which slowed down..am not sure if for a better view of aforesaid derriere or concern that I had in fact lost the plot and was foraging for berries and herbs….but that’s another story with more photos from my time in the countryside