Occasionally, it feels good to treat yourself.
When what you give meets with a total lack of response, you give up on the giving and give to yourself.
At least I do.
So here’s my new toy, the Olympus stylus 1, a compact camera, horribly expensive to my reckoning, but a mere bagatelle to the photographers who publish photo blogs with fantastic pictures.
Now all I have to do is learn how to operate it. Even attaching the strap securely was several days’ effort. I need time.
On the day before the solstice, when I still believed that spring had sprung, I took my new toy out into Colstey Wood to snap away. It was one of those glorious afternoons we don’t get very often in these parts; an afternoon not to be wasted.
There is still plenty of mud around after the winter rains.
This puddle looks like it has a chalk covering over the brown clay bottom.
Millie and I started the climb to the top.
Colstey Wood is a plantation, with parts of it harvested
regularly every few years.
Once the tree fellers have gone, deep ruts are left behind by their heavy machinery.
But there are also small cuttings which have been left unforested. It is a very quiet.
lonely place, mainly used by dog walkers and ramblers.
By the time we reached the top of the hill
the sun was setting, and the ravens were calling to each other
‘Time to go Home'
Millie was happy to go, it was long past her dinner time.
PS: I don’t think these pictures are any better than pictures I have taken with my less expensive cameras up to now. There is plenty I have to learn.