365:85 The sun was strong

365:85 The sun was strongCor, 85 is a difficult number to do. I looked to events in history and found that in 1484, William Caxton printed his translation of Aesop’s Fables. I set up ready to photograph my Folio edition, and failed to find it. I probably never owned it. It’s entirely a figment of my imagination, I suppose. I hate old age.

So, what to do? I took a look deeper and I came up with the tale of [url=http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_North_Wind_and_the_Sun]The North Wind and The Sun[/url] where the sun is proved the stronger by being able to make the man remove his cloak.

Well, as they say back in the region of my birth: t’sun were crackin’ t’flags today. Bah gum. Flippin’ ‘eck – and other such expressions of surprise. It has been a long winter but today the wind had dropped and the sky was blue and the sun was shining on the little skylarks who were singing their tiny hearts out.

I took off with my camera to Lady Kirk in the company of [url=http://www.blipfoto.com/SpinningGill]Life on the 59th Parallel[/url] and I have to tell you that [i]clouts were actually cast[/i]. Yes, that crafty old sun actually got me out of my fleece.

Here is one of the pics that I took whilst we were out. It’s an HDR merge of three bracketed exposures and is a peekaboo shot, taken through a hole in a headstone. Who knows, maybe the person commemorated was aged 85 at demise… if that were true, it would be almost like a plan came together, wouldn’t it?

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Where do all these yawning gaps come from? Aha – this time I have the answer – I have been busy updating Scattered Thoughts! After a couple of very long posts, time and energy were lacking for coming here to write and as little else had happened other than a shopping delivery or two, it seemed unimportant.Also spending far too much time at Facebook, which I am trying to give up but it keeps onContinue readingHere, there, everywhere – and nowhere at all

The Cold Light of Day

The Cold Light of Day

Nell’s excessive drinking and urination have ramped up considerably. Hence I was outside at a little past 2 am this morning, by which time the car was already covered in a sparkling frost. On the 6 am toilet run, the world was looking fairly well white all over (as viewed through the window from my bed, that is). When we first came house-hunting around here there was snow on the ground (apparently a once inContinue readingThe Cold Light of Day

Recent movements of the: Deux Escargots

October 29, 2020 at 12:12PM

It’s mass migration time! #livereportingfromtheroad #france #autumn2020 #thelockdowndash

October 29, 2020 at 10:24AM

An interesting morning. Up and at ’em we went to Intermarché to fuel up and to buy some food for when we arrive home. They were queuing outside the door for what appeared to be controlled entry. There were queues for fuel too. “We’re not that desperate” we said and set off for home. It… Continue reading October 29, 2020 at 10:24AM

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