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Still editing…when I’m not taking pictures…

October 25th, 2012

It will take a few more weeks of editing before the story is ready to go on line. It’s getting a three layered mega-edit. I go over it with my new handy dandy editing program that checks spelling and grammar (but it doesn’t catch everything). So the Goblin then edits one chapter at a time. I then I go back over it again and smooth out anything I’d missed. The process is slower than I’d like it to be, but I’ll be less stressed when I send it out into the world.

In this neck of the woods Fall has arrived. The leaves are falling off the trees and the sky has turned grey. Earlier this week I woke to find the countryside shrouded in fog. I love fog! I tried to resist, but I had to take my camera out and see if I could find some pictures. It was cold enough to persuade most of the dog walkers to stay home, but not cold enough for gloves so for most of my walk it was like having the countryside to myself. I particularly wanted to try and capture the thinning trees with their sparse leaves dotting the fog. That was my hope. Here are my favorite shots.

I loved how the water droplets shimmered

Taken with the flash on...I love how the water droplets shimmer and exagerate the red

Without the flash

Without the flash...the leaves were silvered by the water droplets...I love the blood red veins through the blackish leaves. This is a Purple Smoke Bush and it's been growing in Britain since 1656...I think I'm going to have to buy one.

Leaves falling

Leaves...glorious leaves...why do some leaves manage to hang on so long? It could almost be a Jackson Pollock painting! He was that guy who threw paint at the canvas!

In the little wood...

In the little wood...

Bare branches in the fog...

Bare branches in the fog...I had to risk getting my camera soaked by going into the little wooded area to get this shot...and then I found the previous shot which I love. It was worth the risk!

Out my workroom window...

This was at the end of our garden, out my workroom window. This is a female blackbird (females are brown). I saw her and grabbed my camera. I didn't dare open the window because it might have frightened her away.

Birds on some wires...

Birds on some wires...I love this shot...do you see that bird on the box looking up at the top of the pole...you know its planning a coup!

Three birds on a wire...

Three birds on a wire...some stupid seagulls flew over frightening most of the little birds away...but it made a good shot.

My favorite shot...

My favorite shot...this is is the shot I'd hoped to find! I just love it...the naked trees with only a few leaves left...

Dancing the Maypole, I've been taking photographs

  1. October 26th, 2012 at 16:23 | #1

    Lovely, just love all that fog I expect to see a carriage come rumblling out of the woods any minute now. it would be scary if all of a sudden I turn and someone’s right behind me.(I have a chicken heart) I bet you were just busting with all kind of story ideas. Thank you Ms. Carrie for sharing those pics with us. I wonder if we have purple smoke bushes here in the usa. Looking forward to reading the maypole too, will research it’s history (Maypole) to find out how it originated.

  2. November 1st, 2012 at 09:05 | #2

    Thanks Victoria! That was a story-food walk! There’s something magical about Fog. Our blurry vision seems to open up endless possibilities. I assure you my heart is probably the shape of a chicken! If I ever see a carriage and horses ride out of the fog I’ll either faint (and get ran over) or run into a tree…giving my poor brain another concussion (missing the opportunity to see a ghostly spectacle extraordinaire). I find Moon-shadows equally magical. It wasn’t until we moved away from the city lights that I began to appreciate how strong (and otherworldly) moonlight can be. If I can persuade the Goblin, one of these days I’d love to go out in the middle of the night and try to take some shots by moonlight (at full moon). I’d go on my own, but it’s a bit scary! You never know what might be going on just out of sight in the country! Especially if one has an over-active imagination!

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