Morning in the Algarve

Imagine your typical morning. You might picture your favorite coffee mug. A streak of sunlight coming through your bedroom window. Or the roosters in your backyard that sound off at 5 am. Or a photo from breakfast of a pastéis de nata, a delicious Portuguese egg tart pastry, while on holiday in Lisbon?

This is Cheri’s challenge over at the Daily Post. Well, I can’t do Lisbon, but I can do pasteis de nata, in Vila Real de Santo Antonio!

por3While I was there, a peaceful morning called me to the riverside.

And here’s a blue sky Tavira morning

tav1and a low morning tide is good for harvesting shell fish in the Gilao river.

tav2You can join Cheri’s challenge here, and see lots of other entries that will inspire you.

Narrow Boats

As most of you know by now, on Wednesday I had the good fortune to meet Jo and spend a really lovely day with her in Birmingham. We wandered, joined part of a guided tour and wandered some more. We were both really taken with Birmingham, and had lots of favourite bits, Jo’s most definitely the canal with it’s narrow boats, also one of mine, about equal with the library. So, when I saw this week’s Photo Challenge, I knew I had my photos, maybe Jo will choose the same.

Gas Street Basin with great company, add sunshine, and a glass of something white, sitting outside of a hostelry found by my gorgeous friend, a perfect way to while away the day.

 

 

I’ve waited patiently

For these tiny house leek flowers to open. Each flower is just two centimetres across from petal to petal, and the detail is a masterpiece of nature.hl2

 

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hl3Taken this morning before the sun was too bright, I think they were worth waiting for. You can click for a bigger view.

If you like photographing details, Jen H would like to see, over at the Daily Post.

Looking up at the Alcazar

Nancy says that,

Going about our day, we often don’t pay attention to what’s directly above us. We’re more likely to focus on what’s in front of us rather than what’s overhead.

But like some of my friends here, I look everywhere when I’m out and about, you never know what your camera will find otherwise.

If I hadn’t looked up when I went to the Alcazar in Seville last year, I would have missed loads of photo opps, like these.

And then there was naughty Neptune!

al5 Are you observant, do yo look up? if you have images to share go visit Nancy at the Daily Post.

Curves inside and out

Cheri at the Daily Post has chosen the theme of curves for this weeks photo challenge. I have a friend who likes straight lines in imagery, but I’ll always choose the curves and swirls we find in nature, in any design or art.

I took this first photo a few weeks ago at Coldharbour Mill, in east Devon. It was leaning against a wall at the back of a courtyard and I had to capture it.

curvesa1Next, there’s a humpy hedge behind these curvy evergreens. Apparently when it was a baby hedge, there was a very harsh winter and it was weighed down by snow. The gardeners tried to repair it, but failed and knowing they’d lost the battle, they decided to allow it to grow it’s own curvy way.

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A few weeks ago I posted a black and white version of some William Morris wallpaper,

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There were several comments about the original colours, so here it is, colours, curves and even a well placed ceramic plate.

Weekly Photo Challenge, Pure

Jen H says,

For this week’s challenge, share a photo of something pure — it can be a person, an object, or a moment. “Pure” can convey wholesomeness, something undiluted, or simplicity.

Pure is the theme of this weeks photo challenge at the Daily Post.

I can’t pinpoint why this photo evokes a sense of purity for me, it just does.

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Of course a white flower will always do the trick.
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And this rustic cross is pure simplicity.
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You can join in with Jen’s challenge at the Daily Post here.

Weekly Photo Challenge: Abstract

Ben Huberman asks us to ‘turn the concrete and familiar into something new and mysterious’. That could mean to capture an image from an unusual perspective, looking for strange shapes or textures or maybe an edit that changes an image completely.

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Is it obvious what this is a photo of, I don’t think so.

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But perhaps this is clearer?

Okay, just in case you can’t tell what it is yet!

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Do you have any abstract images to share? Join in with Ben’s Weekly Photo Challenge.

Half Light

Through a glass darkly.

This photo was taken on a sunny day, in a woodland glade, in a sculpture garden. It was actually a large frame with dark and distorting reflective glass, in blue shades.

Jabberwocky landSo, can you conjure up the Jabberwocky? I can, cackle, cackle, but just in case, here’s the poem, perhaps it will help.

Jabberwocky

By Lewis Carroll 1832–1898 Lewis Carroll

’Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
      Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
      And the mome raths outgrabe.
“Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
      The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
      The frumious Bandersnatch!”
He took his vorpal sword in hand;
      Long time the manxome foe he sought—
So rested he by the Tumtum tree
      And stood awhile in thought.
And, as in uffish thought he stood,
      The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
      And burbled as it came!
One, two! One, two! And through and through
      The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
      He went galumphing back.
“And hast thou slain the Jabberwock?
      Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!”
      He chortled in his joy.
’Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
      Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
      And the mome raths outgrabe.
Why does the text resonate with me, Krista wants to know? Well obviously that’s because I’m crazy.

 

I Want to Dance

If I danced whenever I want to, many more people would know I’m even crazier than they thought. Just a few days ago I was lamenting my inability to sing or play a musical instrument, she said ‘I bet you can dance Gilly’. She was right, I love dance in all it’s forms, but the very best kind is spontaneous.

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when you’re moved by the beat

right there on the street

come on feel the heat

now get up on your feet

and dance with a perfect stranger