Some pictures must be taken, some things must be blogged. Photography and pop culture.
Buttercups never got the attention the deserve on this blog. So here they are now.
Pools of them, actually.
Pictures are from Heaton Park.
Buttercups are made out of old sunshine, said Paul Irving to his teacher Anne Shirley in Anne of Avonlea. I think he was right.
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.
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.
And this, my friends, is the proof that it pays not to be lazy, sometimes.
I had a couple of days off work and on one of them, the weather being camera-friendly, I decided that instead of sitting at home, I would go to Heaton Park. This is normally too early for me, I don’t go there before Easter, but like I say, it was dry and sunny and as it was a weekday, I knew there wouldn’t be many people. It turned out to be a right decision because I scored an absolute scoop:
Funny thing is that I don’t think I’d seen a real robin before, ever in my life. I couldn’t believe how friendly it was, coming quite close and not scared at all. I snapped a few photos; these are the best ones.
So, there you have it. Also, the second time I went to Heaton Park outside of my usual season and returned with something beautiful!
This is a lame title for a blog post but I had no better idea. On the other hand–yay, some DSLR camera content finally!
Photos are of Heaton Park, as always my favourite place.
Here I give you some of my photographs from Heaton Park this October that I like best. Something different than autumn leaves. Enjoy!
When I looked at the pictures I took last time at Heaton Park, it seemed to me they were telling a story.
Branch pointing out your direction, in duplicate. If you get lost it’s your fault.
This, whatever-plant-this-is is dancing. Maybe it’s taking tips from the dancing tree, after all it grows only yards away from it.
Swans having a conversation.
Swan 1: The seagulls always steal all the bread and then they have a go at us.
Swan 2: Greedy bastards.
Geese doing an epic walk, or I should say an epic swim.
It lives in Heaton Park. What I like about it is that it does its own thing and doesn’t care a fig what everyone thinks of it.
Yay for dancing tree.
This is the opposite of my past post titled Useless Bench. The vast majority of them are actually useful.
The above one is from Heaton Park, the below one from Abney Hall Park.
I don’t have any more photos of benches because… I don’t know why.
Do you ever photograph benches? Do you know anyone who does? Why would anyone do it–or why not?
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