These last few days have not been pleasant at all, far from it. Don’t tell me that those lovely, sun kissed day of not so far ago were all that we are getting for summer? After this sodden weekend I feel a need to jump back a few weeks or so in my photographic time machine to a sunny Sunday in Lytham where people sat out in the sun and […]
At last the year is slowly feeling like it’s getting into gear. The little hints are there, daylight is no longer packing its bags for the day mid afternoon and plants and the like are beginning to shuffle off the winter inertia and jiggle back into life. The queue at my bird table is livening up as well and I’ve already had a couple of adventurous bees bumbling around the few spring flowers that have made the brave decision to open.
There’s something about a market. The liveliness, colours in the produce for sale, the human too-ing and fro-ing etc. Taken together these all give a photographer opportunities to observe and catch with a discreet press of a shutter button.
Anyone who has had the stamina to wander through the ramblings in this blog will know that regular themes and places turn up. One of the places is Southport on the Lancashire coast. For me it’s easy to get to place and useful for blowing away the mind fogs that settle from time to time and lead the idea ships onto the rocks.
Any of you readers who soldier on with my blog will have noticed that I have a liking for parks and gardens. Astley Hall and its Park is a favourite of mine that’s not too far away from where I live.
I don’t know about you but I often find doorways fascinating. Anybody looking through my photo files will find random shots of them in all shapes and sizes. Like the introduction on the old Semprini Serenades radio show, they are Old Ones, New Ones, Loved Ones, Neglected ones. They range from evening shots of slinky, city centre office blocks with their neon cool. To back street firms with virtually the […]
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