Ann and I visited the CUBG and found the glasshouses being refurbished. There was an egret on the main pond and a student nearby reading a large book.
Wednesday 23 November 2016
The Botanic Gardens
Ann and I visited the CUBG and found the glasshouses being refurbished. There was an egret on the main pond and a student nearby reading a large book.
Tuesday 15 November 2016
More Sand Racers
The Jawa riders, being speedway men, were at home on this surface and had the best lean angles (though not the leanest tums!) and spray reach.
Monday 14 November 2016
At Night
This was the full supermoon, the closest the moon has been to earth since 1948. The family on the beach were all that I could put in front of the moon.
The Beach
The Bucket and Spade Cafe seemed a focal point along the prom, and I went back to it several times. The green lookout is called 'Come Up and See Me', and was inspired by a gin and tonic when designed in Manchester.
Sunday 13 November 2016
Sand Racing
Mablethorpe is well-known for its winter sand-racing, and the six of us from Cambridge were pleased to discover that there was nothing stopping us from being on the beach during the racing. It was easy enough to get the standard 1/125th sec panning shot, and I noticed that there was a patch of sand reflecting a lot of light, so I began to underexpose the images until I had some Brandt-style pix.
Saturday 12 November 2016
Mablethorpe
We arrived in Mablethorpe, Lincolnshire, and it wasn't as big as we had been expecting, but it had miles of sandy beaches and many dogs.
Friday 11 November 2016
Second Time This Week
Back at Burwell on a dry and sunny afternoon, along with about sixteen other photographers and four owls. They say never to change more than one thing when making improvements, but I used a 2x converter and a different camera. In spite of this and an incredibly narrow depth-of-field, I got some useable results.
Fallen Leaves
Images from Madingley American Cemetery. The lower two are of the grave of Clyde R. Klee, of Wisconsin, who died on 2nd October, 1944 and is still remembered by his nephews and nieces. Perhaps none of his generation of the family are still alive?
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