Hiking up the Roman road out of town. Which takes you up to the moor with a view over town.
I like going to Camden Market and often end up in the food stalls area. Just walking up and down not knowing which meal to start with.
I enjoy looking at graffiti aka street art. Some works are utterly stunning. I know that some are done without the owners permission. Though often the art looks much better than a dull grey wall.
Was just clinking through some old photos and found this snap of Charles de Gaulle Airport.
Still surprises me, how good the images quality of the Sony DSC-F707 camera, which sadly has seen better days.
But also that pictures that you took some years ago and discarded, on second look might have something.
Day Five: “Connect”In this age of social media, we hear the word connect often, don’t we?
The “old” fashioned way to connect with each other, IRL aka In Real Live. Take a train, ride your bike or heck even walk over to your friends and family and then have a cuppa and a natter.
Day Four: “Bliss”Bliss (noun): complete happiness, great joy, paradise, or heaven.
I don’t need to get wet or lay and collect the rays. The best way for me to enjoy a beach, is just to sit and look and listen to the waves, that is one of my Zen places.
Photography: Developing Your Eye I
Day Three: “Water” — Image Orientation
A few days late with this one, sorry chaps. Was a bit busy with life and also split on what do do with this challenge.
I started to click through my old photos for ideas and found this one of a water tower in Portland, OR. So thinking out of the box and not following Today’s tip, oops.
Photography: Developing Your Eye I
If you should find yourself lost on Isle of Lewis or want to. You can’t do wrong with staying at Corncrake Holiday Cottage. We spend a brilliant week there few months back. Beach, walks, chill, views and nearly totally of the beaten track and stunning sunsets.
Visited the Callanish Standing Stones on Isle of Lewis, fantastic spot. Amazing that they have been left to loiter about for so many years. Still makes me wonder why someone figured that this is a grand place to put some stone in a pattern and probably dance around them naked too. Back then it was not easy to sit around and enjoy the views as the island was covered in forest.
I totally forgot about this: We were sitting at the nearby cafe and overheard some Americans walking down from the stone circle.
Person A: So, what was your impression of the stones?
Person B: Hmm, a bit like cilantro, take or leave it …
Day two : “Street” : Wander your neighbourhood – or someplace new – to capture your street snapshot.
This is a hole often next to the main entrance to Victorian house. The owner of this house have come up with a nice way to use the old boot scraper.
This is our home away from home, our tent. Totally bliss and calm when out camping. This location is in the Neouvielle Lakes in the Pyrenees.
Taking part in Photography: Developing Your Eye I is a 10-day photo challenge for bloggers of all photography levels, from beginning photobloggers to pro photographers over on wordpress.org. This is Day One: “Home” — Get Oriented, e.g. learning your camera so that you feel at home with it.
That prompted me to post a photo of a place I feel very much at home, no matter where I’m pitched, my tent.
In ’09 we climbed up to 2400m and camped for a night where we enjoyed the sunset. Later that evening we enjoyed the stars and the milky way which was very clear. And pretty much bright enough walk around. Along with the clear sky I saw in ’90 when I was travelling around the islands of Greece it was the best star gazing I have done.
This is my Zen and dream to have a house with the view of a coast line like this.
Hours will go by with me absolutely doing nothing at all and yet be the calmest and happiest I ever can be.
Today is the 5th gotcha day for our rescue dog Tilley.
She has become a little bit naughty lately. A bit like a miss behaving child over at the grandparents. At home she will ask for a carrot, her evening snack, sit bum to the ground and would never take an empty crips bag from the coffee table.
But over MiL, she will just dip her bum when asked to sit. Even taken crips out of the bags of the table. Sneak out into the kitchen and nick a carrot without asking.
Can we get angry with her when she is naughty … nope 🙂
If you suffer from Pteridophobia, you can’t really do much in New Zealand as the country is literally covered in ferns of all kinds. If you are a suffer I’m sorry to tell you that the next few photographs on this blog will not be your cup of tea.
On what I call the road to nowhere, I cycled past this little bouquet right in the middle of the road.
On Uig bay on Isle of Lewis you are spoiled with stunning sunsets.
I wonder who pulled the plug as the lake bed is totally dried out.
We have been “lucky” to a have a brilliant summer with not much rain.
But the local ducks had to abandon their home for the summer.
This lone post was standing by the sea and was well weathered. Sadly you can’t count how many years it has stood there.
I should ride more, I have become lazy over the last half year. Though, I managed to ride a few times in Scotland this year.
This photo is taken in the South Locks area of Isle of Lewis.
Stunning bit of the world.
I have tried for three years to find Mangersta Bothy, aka Eagle’s Nest. The first two years I just went from memory and old maps, mainly no clue of where it would be other than in the Uig area or there about.
This year I found a blog post with a better description of where it would be. Looked on the map and narrowed it further down, and off we went.
I had led us in the right direction and just as I said to Peli I think it should be in this vicinity. She said – there it is! She had spotted the skylight window.
Just of the road on Isle of Lewis, near Uig Bay, there is this little gallery.
I understood that all the plastic used it this artwork was found on the beach.
I really like these Post boxes set into a stone wall. Though you can only post small mail, no attachments is allowed.
Spend a few days in Scotland and had a walk to the hills.
I stopped near this path, just to let the mutt out for a rest as we have been driving for a long time.
Only after we got home I learned that the hill in the background is called Dumyat Hil (Scottish Gaelic: Dùn Mhèad).