Here I am back with some more images of the last week. I'm on week four now of my course photo meditations. Yesterday I couldn't stop taking photos, every where I looked. Which was nice after experiencing a kind of lull for a few days. I just need to edit them and load them flickr. It feels like a photo journal really, and I really like that concept.
Rather large hailstones the other day. No sooner had a put my winter coat in the washing machine, the skies opened up and did this. Like marbles, spitting out from the sky, such a weird and unusual sight.
A quick re-wind back to Friday's eclipse. This was the sky for me just as it began. The air was beginning to cool. I was on my front door step. The view of the sun was clear, although it doesn't show that here. I was sitting on the bench out front with my son who was saying, 'why are you whispering!' and I was saying, 'because it's exciting!'.
And this was just after, as the eclipse was finishing. Up on the common. I loved seeing these guys in their full eclipse watching mode. One guy was sitting on the bonnet, leaning back against the window screen, wearing his eclipse glasses, entranced.
And this, well selfie project! I decided I liked black and white better, and a crop! It's actually been quite an interesting project, seeing yourself from different angles. I thought I would hate it but even the ones I'm not showing here have kind of grown on me. I think it's a way of connecting to yourself, even the uncomfortable bits. And I also somehow think I am looking for new bits too.
I love these pictures of where I live. On instagram I am doing a little series called #appreciatingwhereilive. It really is a quirky little town, and this course is helping me to see it with new eyes.
I still take many photos up here on the common. I feel like it's one of my statement photos. The thing I do over and over! This was in the mist and of course I've used a filter here. I love the colour and the silver birch, one of my favourite trees seems to grow on it's own up here.
I took this shot in the town because I loved the red bricks, which reminded me of the house I grew up in. Although it wasn't a Victorian house it was a red brick house. I remember the drive way where I used to whack a tennis ball against the wall over and over. No x-box then. There's something very familiar and safe about those bricks.
Back at home in my kitchen, I realize multi-colour rules the day again. I have plans to paint my kitchen, but other things are calling more so that will have to wait.
It's nice to 'share' my photos here, hope you don't mind. See you again soon!