The boundaried landscape
Am I being kept in? Or out?
What goes around… Groundhog day! Been there, seen that… Déjà vu!
Well, after all the seeming drabness of lockdown, even the skies are beginning to reward us with their colours.
Still an oak.
Still not moving.
My old oak – still there…still old:
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.
Too windy to ride my bike for my once-a-day exercise yesterday, so off I went to the Crawley Dene out from Powburn, heading south and loosely following the Shawdon Burn. The day before, I’d concentrated on looking up and saw a Breamish buzzard. Yesterday, however, I focused on looking down – and what a sight! Crawley Dene becoming green so quickly after the vernal equinox:
The vernal equinox typically occurs on 20 or 21 March and is characterised by the sun being exactly above the equator. Consequently, day and night are equal in length. It also marks the first day of Spring in the northern hemisphere.