Here’s a couple of shots from our walk in the torrential rain at Dunkeld’s Hermitage and the raging Black Linn Falls. Tough conditions with the rain and the spray coming back up from the water.
Signed my name the other day. I think I did anyway, I might have invented a new letter or two in the process. What a f***ing mess it was, although it could have been the plastic screen you have to sign for parcels these days.
I’ve set myself the challenge of mastering the art of copperplate calligraphy, shouldn’t be too hard I’ve had the set for around fourteen years!
My first efforts, the letter A has been well received on Facebook and is probably my most liked photograph on the great social networking site. Shows how much they know.
The way a crow
Shook down on me
The dust of snow
From a hemlock tree
Has given my heart
A change of mood
And saved some part
Of a day I had rued.
I braved the Arctic conditions but bottle out of my attempt to reach base camp when a torrent of snow came down from the heavens. Thankfully I had just entered some woods and decided to snap away in there.
Wished I’d tried something else with this one but I didn’t and by the time I got back and fired up the Tassimo I was not venturing out again.
Title stolen from Robert Frost so I thought I’d better add the poem too.
You know when you sometimes see images in your Flickr feed of old cars from the 30’s and 40’s lined up in a forest slowly rusting away? Well this is my equivalent.
Sadly I have no idea what kind of car this once was, a part does have the shape of the classic Austin Allegro but the boot/trunk doesn’t match up with any photos I’ve looked at. Actually the tail lights don’t match with that car either so it’s definitely not that.
Guesses to the identity can be left in the comments.