Plymouth Hoe

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Smeaton's Tower

Smeaton’s Tower

A few weekends ago we had a slow stroll along Plymouth Hoe, enjoying the sunset and family. Just some pictures to conjure the line between land, sea and sky.

At Anchor.

At Anchor.

Single Cloud.

Single Cloud.

Lowering Sun

Lowering Sun

A Gap.

A Gap.

On the Edge.

On the Edge.

Black and White

Black and White

Square Detail.

Square Detail.

Crepuscular

Crepuscular

Looking to the Future.

Looking to the Future.

Although cold, taking time, a drink and a walk. Going slow should be something we all try to do, as often as possible. You’d be surprised how much it helps with the busy times. Enjoy the season, and take care whatever the weather.

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Trelissick House

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Who doesn't have a tower in their back garden?

Who doesn’t have a tower in their back garden?

Working away so I found a nice little house and garden to stroll around.

Just a glimpse.

Just a glimpse.

Looking at the house, not the view.

Looking at the house, not the view.

Looking at the view not the house.

Looking at the view not the house.

Portrait of the trees.

Portrait of the trees.

The woodland is still looking greener than back home, a little further South and so holds a little more warmth.

Green detail.

Green detail.

Illumination.

Illumination.

House detail. A work in progress.

House detail. A work in progress.

Why the house was built.

Why the house was built.

The whole house was designed to take advantage of the views over the River Fal Estuary, and does its job extremely well. With views from all rooms looking over the gardens or the estuary, and strategic gaps and high places created to take advantage of the best viewpoints, it carries out the task in hand to maximum effect.

Finally, go out and enjoy the change to Autumn and Winter, feel the season turn and let the year wind down with you so you get to relax into the future. It’s going to arrive anyway so you might as well enjoy it.

Northern Sunset

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Drifting towards the horizon.

Drifting towards the horizon.

A week up in the North of England, an evening stroll and a camera. Just a few shots from this set, all the time I have to get them ready. Tomorrow I head home, always a good direction to head in. At the end of this post, as it’s National Poetry Day, I have a short piece for you to read, let me know what you think.

Blue sunset.

Blue sunset.

It is always amazing how much things can change over a few minutes from oranges to blues and deepening into grey and black.

Black and White Sunset.

Black and White Sunset.


For National Poetry Day.

Being Somewhere

Being displaced, different,
     away.
I am North, an unknown.
I am a stranger.

Every word is a dislocation,
     an admission,
I am not of here,
of hills and dark walls,
of strange names.

Each night I sleep, wait
     for the sun,
wait for my shadow to fall
behind me. To wait for one day.
     To wake,
       and I am home.

Crawley Hill

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Sunrise

Sunrise

Early on a Thursday morning I met with another photographer friend near Stroud for an early morning sunrise shoot on Crawley Hill. This is his neck of the woods so he chose the locations and led me round the places to see. I think it was a success, but that’s down to you the viewers really to decide, let me know what you think.

Low Horizon.

Low Horizon.

The Valley Gets Some Sun.

The Valley Gets Some Sun.

The hill itself is an old hill fort, and walking around the summit you can see why it was chosen, with great views all around, I can imagine in its day, with the trees cleared and possibly a wooden palisade surrounding it, it would be very imposing.

My kit, as the sun strikes the top of the hill.

My kit, as the sun strikes the top of the hill.

Morning Dew.

Morning Dew.

Sleepy Village.

Sleepy Village.

Sleepy Village, the long view.

Sleepy Village, the long view.

Mist Rising.

Mist Rising.

Nestled in the Trees.

Nestled in the Trees.

Misty Valley Village.

Misty Valley Village.

From the high view here we dropped down to the canalside, the quintessential English view as we strolled along after breakfast, thanks Keith :-). That’s where we’ll go next on our trip, so keep watching. And remember to enjoy the sights as the season turns to Autumn and the days shorten towards winter, my favourite time of year.