Some pictures must be taken, some things must be blogged. Photography and pop culture.
Daisies are always daisies.
The last one looks like they gathered to watch someone give a talk.
Taken–you guessed it–with my smartphone, on–you guessed it–a walk in my park. I could say this post concludes a trilogy titled Spring 2021, but I’ve only just made it up.
What the title says.
All taken with my phone on my walks.
Because sometimes nature reminds us things are not as bleak as they seem.
It’s their season.
Sometimes I title a post literally what it is, because I can’t think of anything better.
It’s also my first picture taken in the month of May 2021.
May is a good month. Two bank holidays (if you’re in UK), it gets warmer, days are longer, lots of flowers… I like May. Let’s hope it’s a good one!
Spring is truly in and here I give you some photos I made in the last couple of weeks, of different colours–yellow, blue, pink, red and white. And green, obviously.
The top two pictures were taken with my Canon, the other three with smartphone.
They really look like old men that have lived through a lot.
The last looks like a very old wizard, the long-grey-or-white-hair-and-beard type. I might call him Merlin. He’s probably their leader, that is, if trees have leaders at all.
An old wizard brings to mind Gandalf from Lord of the Rings and that series, of course, has tree-like beings, ents. Maybe that’s what they really are?
Pictures are from Heaton Park.
I’m just sneaking in this one, as it came rather unexpectedly. This section of my park always looks the best around the time of the day before the sun starts setting. I love the long shadows.
It is also touched with sadness, as it was not half an hour after I heard the news of Helen McCrory’s death. Like last year with Chadwick Boseman, devastating doesn’t express the feelings enough. What can one say in this situation, other than, Rest in power, Helen.
It’s no wonder people want to believe in afterlife.
If you have glanced at my blog before, you will know that I’m always into seeing any unusual sign. I spotted this one on my Easter Sunday walk in Prestwich (area of Manchester), at the St Mary’s church graveyard.
It’s not a joke! The graveyard is quite old and there are fallen headstones; you can see a leaning stone cross on the left there, with a background of daffodils. The more recent deceased have their resting places on the right side of that wall, on a little hill under the trees. This leads to Prestwich Clough, a little piece of land of woods, which I have enjoyed having a wander in on previous occasions.
They’re only just coming out; this is from the same day as my two previous posts from Heaton Park. This is the second time in the last two months I’ve used pictures from the same trip for three different blog entries–maybe that’ll be blogging in 2021 for me. Which I’m not complaining about in the least.
No idea what tree it is, as usual, so if anyone out there knows, by all means enlighten me!
Hope everyone’s having a good Easter. This holiday doesn’t inspire me to do photoshoots like Christmas, or even Valentine’s Day, does, I’ve only ever done one, in 2019. I do like the four-day weekend and the chocolate eggs, but that’s it. Like, I’m happy for Jesus for having been resurrected and all that, but it just doesn’t mean much to me. I’m sure the son of God would not begrudge me the chocolate eggs, though.
