I haven’t been out much in the last year…. I’ve done hardly any photography. However, I have been making lots of music. This is animated by Mel Anderson, some of her Tiny Folk. If you’re very observant you can see them going about their business. Most of them are very shy.
I’ve always been fascinated by doors…. especially old ones. France is a doorhound’s paradise. Here’s a collection, from an ornate cathedral door (Limoges) to simple hole-in-the-wall arrangements.
There’s one from Exeter Cathedral (not in France!) that has an ancient cat door. It allows the cathedral cats to get into the organ loft to deal with the mice in there.
If you’ve ever lived on an island, you’ll have noticed the small weirdnesses that isolation brings. It gets a bit tribal somedays. After the recent fires and storms, the Dangaris went back to their old ways… building ritual sites out of the fallen timber.
These were emphemeral moai… gone in a few days. It’s getting chilly here and firewood is hard to come by.
One of the best camera accessories I ever bought for my Canon EOS camera was a macro ring extender. For a very reasonable price my 28/50 lens was converted to macro.
This is brilliant for flowers… however, it’s hard to stay focused on such tiny objects if there’s a breeze!
Some alien plants… known in Australia as Kangaroo Paws.
This looks like something you’d see today, but it’s from around 2008. Seen at the railway station in Beppu, Japan. This team is on a mission, but I’m not sure what it was. Seems to involve masks, spray gear and facemasks. Could have been from the SARS era.
This dude is hoping you’ll be put off by the dog warning sign. If not he’ll have to take a paw to you himself.
France in Autumn is a magical place for photographers…. every hour of daylight becomes the golden hour as the slanted sunlight makes the trees come alive.
Stirred by the Discovery Prompt ‘Notes’ it was easy enough to recall a mysterious murder I was able to solve, with some small difficulty, last year. I was spending a quiet few days in the historical town of Narbonne, in France. The inestimable Hotel de Paris has a singular check-in routine. Check in is from 2.30pm, but the hard working staff take their rest between 1pm and 5pm. One is provided only with a code to the front door. Inside, I was led to expect, there’d be all the information I needed to make myself at home.
I let myself in and found 7 notes placed on the reception counter. Each one, I knew, contained a key and a message of welcome. I was the first to arrive. The hotel, small, but comfortable, was deserted. Next to reception was a satisfyingly spooky spiral staircase up to the rooms. I shall not divulge the names on the envelopes. It is far too recent for that.
I felt like Hercule Poirot…. I would not have been surprised to hear of a murder that night, probably in a room locked from the inside.
I did see my fellow tenants at breakfast the next day. Sadly they did not include a retired Major-General, a shifty guy & a young woman, an alluring woman of a certain age, or even an American millionaire (incognito).
The murder then, happened in my imagination… the setting is real.
When this plague is over, I will certainly return. It was a very enjoyable stay.
The prompt is ‘instrument’. Spins round in my office chair, takes photo.
I’ve spent the whole day rejigging my music room, going for video production next. Visible instruments, bodhran (Irish drum) two acoustic guitars, an acoustic resonator guitar, a fetching pink cigar box guitar. Instrumental enough for ya?Plus mic stands and a propellor hat.
Today’s prompt is ‘bite’. I’d offer you a bite to eat, but we did lunch yesterday. What to do? I have no photos of sharks, mosquitoes or lions.
Street art is full of teeth…. lots of gaping jaws. This is a collection from the streets of Toulouse, Bristol and Newtown, Australia. They dont really bite!