Friday, 8 March 2024

Marching Through March

So I thought the March post should be about daffodils.  I always photograph daffodils in March. Just check back on any of the previous March posts to see for yourself. Also, back in March 2020 I began my sequence of daily walks and daily photographs to accompany lockdown. So, yes, I thought, I should go for a walk to photograph the daffodils.

I pulled on my anorak and welly boots and bravely marched into the March sunshine to capture some daffs, except the sun had gone in and the wind had come up and it was bitterly cold and very muddy.

Also, I began my photo sequence in March 2020 at the end of the month, not the beginning. Whilst some of the local wild daffodils are blooming at the moment, many others have yet to do so. There are therefore fewer daffodils in this post than I was anticipating, but there are some other spring blooms, plus a couple of pheasants and, oh yes, lots of South Cambridgeshire mud.

Focusing on the positive, however, you can't feel how very, very cold it was from the photographs. Be grateful.













Thursday, 8 February 2024

10 Years Old Today!

This photo blog is ten years old today. I published the first two posts on it on 8th February 2014. How time flies.

To celebrate, I am uploading ten photos, mostly from the archives, that all have something to do with the number ten or celebration (or, at least, how I like to celebrate).

A Random Photo From 2010

Because it's a celebration

10th Month of 2014

A10

Cake (from my 2015 Witchlight launch party) because it's a celebration

9+1=10 (from the countdown to the 2020 launch of Old Light)

Candles because it's a celebration

A photo from day 10 of my 2020 daily lockdown blog

Flowers, because you have to have flowers when it's a celebration

A photo from the first photo-post on
8th February 2014


Thursday, 1 February 2024

Landscapes

Landscapes

 

This is the landscape of others' daydreams

dinner plate flat and domesticated like a tablecloth.

 It’s too predictable to be perfectly safe.

 Small ducks paddle in its bilges

                                                      and moorhens waddle pond-toed

                 over the flat green baize of the water weed.
                Landside and the green is pruned and manicured

                to tidy perfection.

                Even its countryside is disciplined.

                an ordered game of chess played out

                on clearly delineated fields

                with rolled hay-bales for pawns.

                Let your imagination stroll off

                and it will return

                appropriately and impeccably chaperoned.

                                                     There is no chance of inadvertently

                                                      stumbling on where the wild things are.

God forbid there should be wild things.

 

This was your land

though I never saw it.

I thought you were with me

chasing the swallow's tail to the next new horizon

when all you wanted was to play hide-and-seek

                                                        in the not so long grass;

                                                      the extent of the wilderness you hankered for.

While you came and went
my eyes hungrily followed     not you

but the buzzard on its way to the high places.

My ears dreamt of the wind's drum beat

and the sea moaning for the rock heavy coast.

I climbed moorland and mountains in my sleep

but when I came down again

                                                       you were not there.

I had lost you to the hay stack fields,

playing hide-and-seek with reality:

our landscapes sundered without us noticing.

Go feed the ducks

they will need looking after.









"Landscapes" is published in the poetry pamphlet "The Submerged Sea"
by J.S.Watts




©J.S.Watts

Monday, 8 January 2024

Covering All Titles

As it's a new year, I've finally got around to updating my website and other social media images to include Underword (my most recent poetry collection, published at the end of 2022 - and yes I realise it's taken me a whole year to update things: procrastination is my super power).

As ever, the process is always more complicated than I expect. 

First, I take multiple photographs. Then I whittle them down to the ones I like best. Then I have to pick one that works for the website layout, deal with what ever update changes the hosting platform has introduced since I last updated the infrastructure and upload my chosen photo. This in itself can take a long time and the photo that appears to work best is not always my favourite.

To complicate matters still further, the image that works on the website, doesn't always work for Facebook, or YouTube, or... You get the picture (or rather pictures).
I therefore have to repeat the process for every media site that I update.

Anyway, it's now done for 2024. To give you a flavour of the process and the choices it involves, here are some photos that I've used for this year's makeover.


Monday, 1 January 2024

Looking Forward - Looking Back 10 Years!


January 2023

So, another year, another start-the-year blog post. Except, this time round, as promised last January, it has to be a bit special. I started this primarily photographic blog ten years ago (or it will be ten years come February, because my first ever post was Saturday, 8th February 2014).


So, another year and now a 10th Anniversary blog post. Who’d have thought? Well, I certainly didn’t back in February 2014. Indeed, I worried whether the blog would make it through 2014. If truth be told, last year I wondered whether I’d make it through 2023. I only managed ten posts last year – the lowest level of posting in the ten years this blog has been running. “Why was that?” you ask.

February 2023


Well, actually, you probably don’t, because, let’s face it, this blog and its owner don’t exactly have influencer status, which may be one of the reasons I felt, last year, that both I and the blog were running out of steam. I also had a lot of “stuff” going on and, whilst I was still taking photos, many of last year’s photos were phone pics. The pics made it on to my personal Facebook page, but few were posted here because, well, you know, quality.

 

So, as this is a post in which I look back and look forward. I’m going to make a thing of 2023’s phone pics. On and around the text of this post you will find twelve photographs taken on my phone in 2023, one for every month of the year just gone. The link going forward is that I undertake to post at least twelve posts in 2024, one for every month of the year to come. I may post more, who knows? I certainly don’t. You can, however, expect to find a post for each month of 2024. There will, hopefully, be new photos, but there may also be photos from the archives. It’s going to be a proper ten-year anniversary celebration.

 

March 2023


As they say, watch this space...















April 2023

May 2023















June 2023

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December 2023


Tuesday, 7 November 2023

A Wet Weekend in Wales

It seems that a lot of my times away this year have been exceedingly wet. For example, there was Kelmscott on a Rainy July Weekend and now there has been an exceedingly wet weekend in Wales.

This post is very much a diary of my brief rambles between the rain drops. I won't claim the photographs to be worthy of anything beyond diary entries. Some were taken on my camera, but some were taken on my phone and none of them are technically brilliant or artistically outstanding. They are, however, what I saw in this small corner of rural Monmouthshire at the beginning of November 2023.














For those looking for greater specificity in terms of my location, the above photo is of the Holy Cross Church, Kilgwrrwg seen through a rain splashed window. 

The photo below (taken on an iPhone, but not mine as I don't own one and so with thanks to its owner and the photographer of the picture) is of yours truly, in Chepstow one evening after dark, with Chepstow Castle illuminated in the background.