Sunday 20 November 2011: Not a very nice morning for photography...
632/365: ... the guy said to me as I made my way back to the car.
But he was wrong. It was lovely. Dark, mysterious, foggy, eerily silent. Tiny droplets hanging from berries and broken grasses. Cobwebs lacing their way amongst the undergrowth. Everything cocooned by the morning fog. It was just beautiful.
And for the most part, other than the sound of faraway geese chattering to one another, it was quiet. Utterly perfect. For once, I'd remember my tripod and with no-one about, could happily stop and faff around taking photos as much as my little heart desired.
An early blip from me today because a) I wanted to get it out of the way and b) I'm not sure what we'll be doing for the rest of the day, not least because I'm on bronchitis day 10... which is very wearing. And I seem to have broken myself after my walk... but it was worth it.
Right now, chaos is going on around me. A Sunday morning tidy up is happening, while I provide a background accompaniment of coughing. So far, a plate of mouldy baked beans has been retrieved from under the sofa. I've been nagged about leaving lenses all over the house. And Felix is sulking after hitting Maddy with a sofa cushion. All going remarkably well, I think!
Off to hide in the kitchen and make a veggie chilli for later on. Three cheers for the slow cooker!
PS Thank you all so much for the amazing response to my blip yesterday! All the comments and favourites were flippin' lovely!
PPS Today is back to dark and grimy after sparkly and pretty yesterday. Gotta love November for providing moody and dark photography fodder!