Tag Archives: summer

Tanning Centre

Spotted this lady seeking the sun outside her place of business …there was no need for salon spray tans or sunbeds in Blackpool yesterday, the sun shone and as the tide went out the beach filled with children enjoying the last weekend of the summer holidays.

roadside

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 atContinue reading “roadside”

geometrical shapes & billowing canvas

As I wandered along a half deserted beach on one of the few warm days we’ve had this early summer I noticed this group of deck chairs, abandoned by the occupants who had left in search of ice creams or even set off on an intrepid journey to get to the water’s edge…which always seemsContinue reading “geometrical shapes & billowing canvas”

children…a force of nature

Am late posting this week but time has flown and was wracking my brain and searching through hard drives trying to find something for The Daily Post that had nothing to do with the weather. Then it came to me…weekends with grandma…my grandsons and their friends are the most powerful force of nature I knowContinue reading “children…a force of nature”

street photography and waiting for someone to come in to the frame

I often, frequently, end up on North Pier in Blackpool and have to say it is a favorite place for photography and just spending time. The pier dates back to 1860s and has been severely damaged over the years from fires and storms butlife goes on and the pier opens again every season. As IContinue reading “street photography and waiting for someone to come in to the frame”

iron legs

Some of my favorite memories from when I was a child growing up in Blackpool was coming down on the beach in the summer with my grandmother, everyday in the summer she would pack a basket with sandwiches and a flask of tea and off we would go. She would hum a song as weContinue reading “iron legs”