Is The Only Way Up?

Optimism

noun

  • hopefulness and confidence about the future or the success of something
my local park, smartphone shot

I’ve never thought about whether I’m an optimist or a pessimist. I’ve never called myself either. I may say that I feel optimistic or pessimistic about a particular situation, but that’s as far as it goes.

Prestwich Clough (Manchester), Canon DSLR

Maybe it means I’m a realist? I don’t know.

Lyme Park (Cheshire), Canon DSLR

I know I have anxiety, so to me the future seems terrifying at the best of times.

way from Hebden Bridge to Heptonstall (West Yorkshire), Canon DSLR

These shots are all aiming up, not down. But then again, it’s easier to take a picture that way.

tower steps in York Minster, smartphone shot

One thing is sure and that is that walking uphill (or up the stairs) is a good exercise!

Gay Village, Manchester

It lies alongside the Rochdale Canal, and is actually called Canal Street. Its origins go back to the 1980s when the first gay bars and restaurants started opening here.

trying to capture the rainbows flags and the tree branches at the same time

Previously on Some Photoblog I have posted pictures of the Alan Turing Memorial, which is in Sackville Gardens, a small park in the same area. As you may know, Alan Turing was prosecuted for his sexuality, despite contributing enormously to the Allies’ victory in WW2 by cracking German military codes. The 2014 movie The Imitation Game tells this story, with the ever brilliant Benedict Cumberbatch in the main role.

Apparently, the street sign for Canal Street occasionally gets vandalised–they scratch off the letter C. It’s such a lame, tired joke, honestly. Like, you think a million people haven’t already tried that before you?

Anyway, pictures by smartphone, taken on my lunch break!

Into The Tunnel

It’s only a short one, nothing dramatic. But, it is still a tunnel.

The above is a smartphone pic taken this month; the below two were taken with my camera in May 2019.

This mini tunnel is in Heaton Park, aka my favourite place that I keep posting photos of. I’m surprised I’ve not posted the tunnel before.

On the other side, there is just more greenery.

It made me wonder if we’re going through the tunnel now, what with us being halfway through 2021. And also, you know, the other thing. But if there’s anything the first six months of this year can be marked by, it’s the vaccinations. I’m just between mine.

Hopefully, there is light at the end of the tunnel.

And More Daisies

It’s still flowers at Some Photoblog!

I saw these pink daisies (I don’t actually know if that’s what they’re called) in one particular place in Castlefield, a little lane by the canal. This is the first time I’ve gone through there so the first time I’ve seen them.

I’m adding these big ones too, they also grow in Castlefield.

I cannot stop photographing flowers.

Lyme Park

My third and final Lyme Park post, featuring photographs on no particular topic.

While I was climbing the hill up to The Cage, I kept thinking of Jane Austen, and that it looked like a location from her novels. I don’t know why, because I was sure she was never this far north (she wasn’t). But I still had the feeling that it had a Jane Austen aesthetic. The house on the above picture has a souvenir shop inside it (there are tours but they were closing down as I got there, they close earlier now because of the pandemic), so I went in there–and it turns out that the 1995 Pride and Prejudice mini series was filmed here! It’s the one with Colin Firth as Mr Darcy. Of course, I bought a Mr Darcy fridge magnet.

I took a lot of pictures of the view from the hill on which The Cage is, but I couldn’t decide which ones to post, so I link you my video.

The Cage at Lyme Park

It’s not a literal cage, it’s just named that way.

Lyme Park is a huge estate to the south-east of Manchester, near the village of Disley, Cheshire. It was recommended to me ages ago but it wasn’t until I got some time off work this June that I finally made a visit there.

I ended up with around 140 photographs, which for my outings is pretty average; but now I’m struggling with what to post on the blog. So I’m going to split them into groups, same as I did with my trip to Haworth. This post is dedicated to The Cage, a structure on a top of a hill. Climbing up there took effort, not gonna lie, but the result was worth it.

More pictures from Lyme Park will follow.

ETA: When I made this post, I was either too tired or too lazy to add more info about The Cage, so I’m adding it now.

The Cage was built by the warrior priest, Sir Piers V, in 1524, and was used either as a hunting lodge or a watchtower. In 17th century it was a holding prison for poachers awaiting trial, and this is where its name comes from. In the 1730s, Giacomo Leoni rebuilt it to make it more hospitable, so that it could be used as a banqueting room. Later it was a home for estate workers.