It’s the little things: Me…


It’s fast approaching 3 years since I picked up a camera and thought to myself, with a bit of dedication and work I can have a bit of fun with this.

I would never in a million years, guessed it would have lead to where it has…

Obsessed is one verb that I could use without challenge, lucky would be an adjective I’d throw in too.

But, on the plus side I have learnt to see so much more, to recognise the moments, even in some cases predict them (apologises to anyone following me when I make a sudden turn, walking or driving)

Now, I’m proud and humbled to say that I have prints on walls, that to me means that someone want’s my image to be a regular part of their life, that is mind blowing in itself.

The 3rd edition of Our Little Corner is selling well, it’s a calendar of the local area I’ve produced using my images and I donate 30% of the profits to a local charity.

I’ve also been commended in the Take A View, Landscape Photographer Of The Year competition which means my image appears in the 12 edition of the book. I’ve still got to pinch myself that my little image of a field is there in print along side some absolutely outstanding images.

So, on the whole, it’s going well, not enough to give up the day job but I’m happy with where I am and I’m looking forward to where I’m going.


P.S. If you’re interested in the LPOTY book, click this link and buy it through the Amazon affiliate link , It won’t cost you any more and I’ll get a few pence for sending you there…



Murmuration of Leaf…


I knew that this was going to be beautiful.

It’s just a small spot on a river on the outskirts of Salisbury but as the water passes beneath a bridge cause a “calm” area where, to the normal passage of time, the water looks almost still. A series of 17 shots  3 seconds apart and then blended in photoshop illustrate that it’s anything but…

Sic Erat Scriptum, Or not as the case maybe… Warning: Lots of yellow!



You know what? I think it’s going to be a great year! I just need to stop getting writers  block when I sit down to do a blog post. I need to try and be as articulate (see, I can do it) with my words as I am with my camera. So, let’s give this a go…

… Nope, nothing there… Oh, hang on….

I’ve just been looking back over the last week of photographs and to say there’s a plethora of yellow is a slight understatement.DSC_7463-Pano-Edit-2.jpg

The days have, on the whole, been bright but there’s been cloud that’s defused the light perfectly to bring out the colours in the crop and enhance the plush greens of the newly emerged leaf. Everything has taken on a healthy, optimistic air that is Spring and that gladdens the heart!


There, that didn’t hurt too much now, did it?



The Pied Piper’s Legacy…


I’m sure you’re all aware of the Pied Piper of Hamlin, well, did you know there was a Pied Piper of The Isle Of Wight?

The small hamlet of Newtown on the Isle Of white, once known as Franceville (Freetown) and was a prosperous natural harbour, beaten up by the Danes in 1001CE and again by the French in 1377 never again to be as  vigorous apart from a little bit of favour from Elizabeth I in the 16th Century and her effort with a tad of vote rigging but I digress and before I go further a note from my “sponsors…”

The Legend:

“There are stories of a pied piper, hired for 50 pounds to save Newtown from an excess of rats, which are similar to the story of the Pied Piper of Hamelin, Germany. He is said to have played his pipe and led the rats into the Solent, where they drowned. The townspeople refused to pay the agreed price, and gave the piper 20 pounds, so he then led the children away. The town lost an entire generation, so had no young people to defend it when the French attacked in 1377.”

This post has been bought to you by Wikipedia… Ain’t the World Wide Web (aka cut and paste) a wonderful thing! 

On a genuine note though, it was flat and grey this evening but the wealth of wildlife that is evident within this beautiful setting is stunning and I spent a good hour watching them as well as working on my composition and judging my exposure. Six seconds @ f/16 ISO 100 with a sky that flat I knew I had to work on the subject, the Boat House was the obvious as were the brooks of water, I wanted to make sure they were flat like the sky, hence the long exposure. The leaning posts that obviously once served a purpose were a little bit harder to judge and it took a little bit of wading to get into the right place but I like the lines, I like the flatness of the image and now I’ve done a bit of reading up on the location I’m a huge Franceville fan and believe me, there is so much more to see there I will be returning.


Turners Preference…


There’s a story around these parts that once Sir Henry Hoare (The Magnificent) had completed the gardens at Stourhead he invited the renowned landscape painter Joseph Mallord William Turner down for a ganders and maybe a painting or two… Unfortunately Bill was not impressed with Harrys’ arrogance with regards to the new gardens and chose to paint the second lake down. not part of the gardens and known to this day as Turners Paddock. I’m not sure how you give the bird in 1799 but that seems pretty close to me.

On a personal note, the fishing is good (permit from the Gillingham angling club required, mine elapsed 30 years ago…) and I used to catch Jack Pike here when I was a lad and will never forget when a Starling murmuration passed overhead and they all poo’d at the same time… The fishing kind of die a death after that, apparently Starling poo tastes better than maggots… I’ll take the fishes word on that!

Boa Vista…

Ok, I have a confession to make…. I awoke this morning to the best sunrise of the holiday…

And then the beach, bar and sun kind of distracted me so I didn’t manage to get to Rabil but hey, as they say in these parts…

Home tomorrow… I’m going to miss this place….

Thanks Fatima, for the bracelet, it’s going to be my motto for 2018!