Starting at 5.45am with the piping alarm call, “Granma! GRANMA!”, the Boy Wonder and his maternal oldies had a busy and fun-filled morning: breakfast, car ride with singing, Stratford playground, feeding of swans and geese on the Avon (no ducks … Continued
I always find that photos taken under artificial domestic lighting are a nightmare to get right, and having sent myself cross-eyed for most of the morning, processing images from B’s birthday party, by lunch time I was in desperate need … Continued
I’m going to gloss over the horrors of Friday night, I think. Suffice it to say that it didn’t go well. Nevertheless, the Boy (who, to be fair, managed around nine hours of sleep – albeit in chunks – which … Continued
I popped over to Croome this morning “for an hour”, arriving in nice light just after the doors were opened at 10am, and leaving, toadally zorsted, four hours later. During that time I found a lot of fungi, did what … Continued
Armed with information from my friend RC who works there, I went to Croome today to look for fungi, and spent several happy hours fossicking around in the shrubbery. I was only asked once if I needed any assistance, which … Continued
I went to Oxfordshire today, for a long-overdue catch-up lunch with my sister, and en route I stopped off at the National Trust car park on Watlington Hill, and took a little walk around Christmas Common in search of butterflies. … Continued
R and I went to Croome this morning, where we had a nice walk, and decent coffee and cake, but where the dragons were few and far between and I mostly managed to photograph even those quite poorly. Some days … Continued
Mad dogs, and Englishwomen with an Odonata obsession, and the tolerant husbands of said Englishwomen who suspect that they need someone to lug their photographic gear, go out in the midday sun. R and I managed to catch up on … Continued
