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Looking through old photos

Admittedly on my lap top.  I wonder how they will be seen in the future. No longer kept in an old shoe box under the bed, with the date and who was in them written in pencil on the back, or stuck into the ‘photo album’ you know the one where only the best photos are displayed.

With everything digital and kept in the cloud, what happens when the cloud bursts? Do the pixels dissipate never to return.

Will someone pop into their local archives in say 30 years  and say ‘Have you got any pictures of what my town looked like at the turn of the century?

Who knows.

I just like looking through old photos.

This is one of my favourites, not because of the rainbow, or the lamp reflection (taken through a window) that could at a push be taken as a UFO (cue Gerry Anderson UFO music) but because that building no longer exists.

The whole area  redeveloped from this

to this

and finally

Until the next re development.

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In a hurry

to try out my new camera, I took a stroll along the riverbank

And yes that is my shadow, in the last of the summer sunshine.

 

Patience

I spend a lot of time just walking along the banks of the river (Great Ouse) during my lunch breaks and on the odd occasion or two a quick evening stroll before I make the mad dash home through the traffic. Always carrying a camera of some sort I get to take a lot of photographs of swans, geese (mainly Canada geese) ducks, the resident cormorants and of course the herons.

I find herons fascinating birds, they are so patient, waiting for the right moment, then quick as a flash they have caught their supper.

 

Where one Canada goose, the rest follows…..  They graze constantly, then one after another they synchronize their dive into the river, swimming across to see if someone sitting on the opposite bank has something for them.

The swans of course just glide up and down the river

Meet up for a quick chat (and a bite to eat)

Pop over to see what others are having for lunch

and then its Homeward Bound

 

 

Just another Day

For a walk around a Local Nature Reserve (LNR)

No visitor centres, no other people. Just Nature!

Alas no sounds of yellow-hammers singing about bread and no cheese.
Just the alarm calls of the pheasants and other ground nesting birds as I ventured too close to them on my walk.

It the distance I could hear……….. the roar of a train as it hurtled along the tracks.

In seconds it was gone.

Peace at last

After along walk around the meadow (always following the paths laid out)

I returned to my starting point, collecting only memories and photos.

 

A Walk on the Wildside

This weekend I took a short walk along a country road.

As the cars whizzed by I took the time to look around me, to see what is missed when you travel by car.

Keeping Cool

I could watch a heron fishing all day.  They have so much patience.

and then in a flash

They take flight

A Long Sunday Walk

Today I embarked on a long Sunday morning walk, before it got too hot!
My walk took me along a bridleway, and after a few minutes the sound of traffic  with the sound of birdsong.

Butterflies flitted from flower to flower, bees buzzed.

Horses grazed in their field

and as I looked across the fields

 

I spied this little chap

The ground is still very dry as the heatwave continues.

All in all a pleasant Sunday morning walk, meeting a few dog walkers, and the constant sound of yellowhammers  singing in the distance.