White Flowers in September

I don’t know what they’re called.

They have featured on Some Photoblog before. And it was the best photograph I’ve taken, ever. Still has not been topped. Anyway, here they are in the daylight.

Same as last time, I took this picture while walking down the street, waiting for my take-out order. At the same take-out place, and I think it was even the same take-out order (peri peri burger meal). Pleased to say, though, that I’ve reduced my junk food consumption!

Star Trek!

It’s one of my most favourite things to exist.

Star Trek has had several mentions on Some Photoblog, but no dedicated post yet.

small model of Captain Kirk’s Enterprise

Not sure if this is exactly a dedicated post, to be honest. I’m certainly not going into any analysis, or anything like that. I’m a bad Trekkie anyway. I still haven’t watched Voyager and Enterprise. Or the original animated series. I can’t recite any starship specifics or any technobabble whatsoever. I don’t speak Klingon and I don’t intend to learn it. I just enjoy watching Star Trek, any Star Trek.

No hating on any Trek in my house! Each one has something going for it. And if not, the ones that have things going for them will always remain.

Sure, there are nerds that cannot accept the newer Treks, such as Discovery for example. “All this political correctness!” they scream, as if Star Trek hasn’t always been woke. “Do we HAVE to have gay relationships?” they whine, as if Kirk and Spock haven’t always been gay for each other.

The famous scene from The Wrath of Khan (screenshots from YouTube)

I’m very partial to Deep Space Nine myself. I’ve seen someone call it “the bastard step child of Star Trek”. Maybe that’s why I relate to it… Set on a space station, not a Trek-typical spaceship, it includes main characters who are not Federation citizens, neither they are officers of Starfleet. We also get a more developed Ferengi. Quark and his cop-and-robber banter with Constable Odo is never not entertaining. The friendship between Jake and Nog is so cute, and they get to actually be kids. The commander of the station is Benjamin Sisko, who is a widower and a single father to Jake. Kira Nerys belongs to my favourite female characters of all time. And let’s not forget Julian Bashir and Garak–and whatever was going on there.

As for the movies, my favourite is probably The Next Generation’s First Contact. I loved the scene where Captain Picard reveals to Lily that she’s on a spaceship. Another favourite is the original series’ The Voyage Home. You know, the one with the whales. “They like you very much, but they’re not the hell your whales.” Ah, you can’t beat Spock.

(Both movies involve time travel, I just realised, and I’m not a big fan of time travel. It depends, I guess.)

collection of special stamps released by Royal Mail

Star Trek’s influence on pop culture, and life generally, has been phenomenal. NASA even has an article on the tech of Star Trek.

Live Long and Prosper!

Oh yeah, I saw Patrick Stewart at an anti Brexit march once.

Happy 55th Anniversary, Star Trek!

Happy 6th Blogoversary!

It’s now been six years since I’ve published my very first post, Hello Universe.

This time, I didn’t forget the anniversary.

I like this type of pictures for end of summer/beginning of autumn time. I just think they’re neat. That’s it. Besides, I have nothing at hand that I’ve got six of (not started collecting Infinity Stones yet, and I forgot to buy a pack of six eggs last time I went grocery shopping), so hawthorn it is. If that is what it is, at all.

I’ve turned to smartphone pictures more and more lately, ever since the pandemic, in fact. When I started Some Photoblog, I would never have dared to post phone shots, even as I didn’t have a DSLR camera yet. I used a compact Fujifilm camera back then. But smartphone cameras have got better in the last few years, and I have become more confident in presenting pictures taken with these devices as “real” photography. I never claim to be a professional, and it’s not likely I ever will be.

With all that, the past 12 months have not been bad, this year has proved especially productive. 2021 might just turn out to be the best year of Some Photoblog, let’s see!

Manchester During Pride

Pride, the LGBTQ+ event, takes place in Manchester every year on the August Bank Holiday weekend. Last year it was cancelled (because, you know), but in 2021 it’s very much back on track. For this occasion, the city gets dressed up in rainbow flags.

This is the bridge in Castlefield.

The couple on the bridge remind me a bit of Joe and Jill Biden.

The sunny weather–not exactly a regular here–makes everything even better!

The Villainous Weeds

They take over.

When life is not coming up roses
Look to the weeds
and find the beauty hidden within them.

L.F. Young

I had roses in my last two posts, but I don’t have any more. All that’s left is weeds.

As for finding beauty, you don’t have to tell me twice. I am that blogger who dedicated a whole category to ugly things.

Maybe I should have said: I, for one, welcome my new weeds overlords.

Pink Rose

It’s actually two different pink roses. I think they look rather nice.

Taken with my smartphone on a walk (me being the one on a walk, not the smartphone, unless you count the smartphone being on a walk too, since I had it with me), while passing by someone’s garden. Which is the standard for Some Photoblog in 2021, it seems.

There might soon be some different content.

Or then again, there might not.

Who is to know. But I am really happy that there are some nice gardens in my neighbourhood.

My last post was a white rose, and I mentioned that white rose is the symbol of Yorkshire and red rose of Lancashire. Well, pink is a mixture of red and white, so here you have it.

Setting Sun

Not had one of these on Some Photoblog for a while! I snapped this on a walk in my local park during the recent heatwave (and how glad I am the it’s cooled down since, this city is not made for heat).

Sun through the trees, aka one of my favourite things to photograph. Also nicely trimmed grass and, alas, litter.