Beanley’s wood stacked
When I was a kid, and the only cameras available used actual film – no such thing as digital cameras then, oh no – you had to shoot in bright light. Well, not strictly true – but if you didn’t have the means to buy an expensive camera and an expensive film that could be used in low light, well, you simply had to shoot in bright light. That’s why so many of us have old black and white photos in our family collections that appear to be over-exposed, burned out or with far too much contrast between the blacks and the whites. Too much contrast and you loose the detail: those subtle textures and structures that lurk in the shadows.
The river moves, but it follows a path. When it tires of one journey, it rubs through some rock to forge a new way. Hard work, but that’s its nature.Kekla Magoon
I’d mentioned recently that the dominant yellows of early Spring were now being accompanied by reds, blues and whites in the valley. Well, other than the currently flowering hawthorn, if you want to see carpets of white you may need to climb a little higher and onto the heath land.
Yipee! Since the UK Government’s easing of the ‘once-a-day exercise’ guidance I took the opportunity to make a visit to our sister valley: Harthope Valley. And, like the Breamish Valley, it currently looks stunning with the drifting mounds of yellow gorse:
Early Spring in the Breamish Valley seems to be dominated by yellow: great stretches of coconut-smelling gorse follow the course of the River Breamish and now it’s showing up in the flower heads of the oil seed rape in the fields around us.
But other colours are now beginning to participate: reds, whites and blues in particular are now easy to spot.
Prior to Wednesday 13 May, when I was still doing my once-a-day exercise, I was still walking or cycling the same routes as I had the previous few weeks of the UK Lockdown. And, always attempting to see something new in the landscape to photograph – to offset that Groundhog Day feeling – I happened to see these chaps working on the pylons that pass through the Breamish Valley.