WANTED -a good home.
Towards the end of 2019 the John Jarrold Printing Museum closed for the last time. The premises were needed for a housing development. I, along with several friends visited the works in order… Continue reading
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If you go down to the woods today
Of course, not strictly true. It is now a week or so since the bluebells were at their best, but there have been other things to write about in my weekly photographic diary.… Continue reading
Oh what a lovely war – or was it?
What Mr C said was “we can allow ourselves a brief period of rejoicing!” – True -but also we need to remember that war was horrible not fun, that people got killed, homes… Continue reading
They look just like rusty nuts and bolts
Last December I was included among a group of photographers who were allowed to go and photograph inside the New Mills Pumping Station in Norwich. This was indeed a treat. For a number… Continue reading
Tulip Crazy
Thank you again for the messages of sympathy about my crashed image files. We are coming up for air and accessing many photographs that I feared might have been lost. This week it’s… Continue reading
Following Horses
My old Dad used to tell people he followed the horses – what he didn’t tell them was that the horses he followed usually followed other horses! Think about it and work it… Continue reading
You can’t miss them because they’re yellow
As some of you will know my knowledge of flowers is somewhat limited and the reason why so few blogs from me are about gardens and what grows in them. Nevertheless there are… Continue reading
It has been a bit of a chequered week
I thought it had been quite a long time since I did anything with glasses (tumblers not spectacles!) . I remember coming across some rather clever pictures with glasses. Apart from the balancing… Continue reading
And look what appeared!
Cold nights – sunny days. I rather assumed it would be a bit early to see much in the way of activity from the moth population. My moth trap is not what one… Continue reading
Who watches the watchers?
From ancient Greece in the time of Plato’s Republic, through Latin poems of Juvenal to Star Trek this question has persisted. But this week Ifotophilia has a crack at an answer – and… Continue reading