Sunday, 31 January 2021
Saturday, 30 January 2021
I used a not dissimilar technique on the wintery tree on Shipley Glen. To be honest I could never repeat the processing as I don't really take notice of all the stages I go through when I'm just messing about.
Friday, 29 January 2021
Thursday, 28 January 2021
I find it quite heartwarming, for some reason, that such an august institution as the Sports Turf Research Institute (STRI) is based, unassumingly, on the St Ives estate in Bingley. You hardly realise it's there, tucked away in some modest buildings with a few fields, below the golf course. It dates back to 1929, when The Royal and Ancient Golf Club of St Andrews in Scotland wanted help to improve its greens. Since then it has become the world's leading sports turf consultancy. Their clients include FIFA World Cup Football, the Olympics, Sport England, the RFU and the Wimbledon Tennis Championships. You rarely see much evidence of activity there but one day, as I walked up the lane alongside, I saw these test patches marked out, apparently seeded, and a technician in a white bodysuit was hand spraying or spreading something in the distance.
Wednesday, 27 January 2021
With the dullness of winter on the landscape, some days there is more beauty to be found in random small things. Here are a few bits of metal that introduced themselves to me on recent walks:
(above) an abandoned weight from a tractor (I think) with a lovely patina of rust and lichen;
(below) a padlock and a hefty chain on the lock gates:
the finials on the posts of the funny little 'birdcage' gate at the top of one of the paths into the old Milner Field estate;
and a now defunct strip of ironwork at the old mill dam. (I liked its contrast of colour and texture with the moss around it.)
Tuesday, 26 January 2021
Monday, 25 January 2021
There are four lions that guard the centre of Saltaire, carved by Thomas Milnes originally for Trafalgar Square in London but then snapped up by Sir Titus Salt as a centrepiece for his new village, when Landseer was given the London commission.
Sunday, 24 January 2021
This one reminds me of sea and sand:
Saturday, 23 January 2021
Taking the long-but-not-especially-scenic route into Shipley (combining an essential visit to the bank with my daily lockdown exercise), I crossed the River Aire over Baildon Bridge. The riverside footpath here has been closed for a while. I heard there had been a small landslip. There were men at work, either trimming branches or felling a few small trees that are awkwardly sprouting from underneath the footpath. It's always sad to see trees being lopped but I suppose safety has to be the prime consideration. Things self-seed and then just get too big and heavy for where they're growing. Those wood chipping machines that they feed the branches into make a heck of a noise! It was that that alerted me to the work initially, rather than spotting the orange jacket in the tree. Rather him than me, especially hanging over the river!
A few yards further on, I noticed they have started to level the waste ground I posted about in November (HERE). The plans for a new retail park, including a Lidl supermarket and a drive-through Costa Coffee, were approved by Bradford planners in late November, despite being opposed by our local Shipley Town Council.
Friday, 22 January 2021
Thursday, 21 January 2021
Wednesday, 20 January 2021
The inspiration for this image was taken directly from one of our camera club members, who showed some of his own photos on one of our Zoom nights recently. (I do like to think, though, that I might have thought of it myself on one of my creative wanderings! I have tried similar things.)
These jewel-like pieces are actually photos of glass (and possibly mica) slabs set in the pavement in front of some of our old shops. I guess at one time they were meant to introduce some light into the cellars, whilst still being safe for pedestrians along the pavement. Many have been removed or covered over but I found one or two still intact. To the naked eye, they don't have the vibrant colour shown here but all I've done is to boost up the saturation. The colours are all there, hidden.
There's room for endless 'playing' with these. I may go back to them.
Tuesday, 19 January 2021
A little further out from Saltaire, the scenes looked even prettier. Trench Meadows and the fields around Milner Field farm were white over. There were the usual geese, still trying to graze through the snow and I saw a couple of deer bound across the Upper Coach Road, though too fast for me to get a photo before they disappeared from sight.
Monday, 18 January 2021
Wintry scenes in Saltaire's Roberts Park. It's amazing how a bit of snow transforms the landscape.
There weren't many people about, though it wasn't particularly early. I saw a family sledging and a few dog walkers, that's all. From the well trampled state of the snow, it looked as though more people had been out the day before. Someone had built a snowman. It hadn't occurred to me before that that's a good thing to do for the environment, as well as being fun. It slows the snow melt and mitigates against flooding.
Sunday, 17 January 2021
I noticed a dead leaf, pierced by a twig and left suspended. You can choose to leave it at that... a deaf leaf... not unattractive. Quite fun to play around with in my photo processing.
It reminded me a bit of a heart shape though, and my wandering meditations took me to Luke 2:35 - the old man Simeon's prophecy, to Jesus' mother Mary in the Temple, that 'a sword will pierce your own heart too'. That had a particularly difficult meaning for Mary, and yet I doubt there are many of us mothers that have not felt that sword through our heart at times. Such bittersweet mind-ramblings, and I came home feeling very thankful for my daughter and my granddaughters and the privilege and mystery of motherhood.
Saturday, 16 January 2021
These were taken on Friday morning, after it snowed gently for much of the day on Thursday. Friday dawned dry and crisp, though misty. Normally you'd be able to see Hope Hill above the trees. Only the main through routes are gritted so all the streets in Saltaire were iced over and vehicles were having a bit of bother. The snow was really crunchy underfoot. It was a lovely morning to be out walking and my trusty snow spikes and a stout walking pole meant I was safe from slipping.
Friday, 15 January 2021
A minimal mono mill image! Although I love the soft yellow stone of Saltaire's buildings, there is no doubt that they also suit a mono treatment, which I think emphasises the decorative features.
This is the Italianate tower of Saltaire's New Mill. Constructed in 1868, across the canal from the original Salts Mill, the New Mill provided extra spinning capacity. The chimney is modelled on the campanile of Santa Maria Gloriosa church in Venice. Sir Titus intended it as a focal point and a statement.
Thursday, 14 January 2021
I'd an errand to do up in Nab Wood (across the valley from Saltaire) on a beautifully clear day (before the snow and the strict lockdown came), so I decided to take a scenic route that cuts out some road walking and instead follows a little footpath along the hillside. There are lots of trees along the way but there is one point where you have a lovely clear view up the valley towards Bingley and the St Ives forest park on the hill. It's a pity there wasn't a bench there to rest for a while. I would have enjoyed spending time picking out the various points of interest, not to mention watching the guys doing some roofing work on the house in the foreground. But there was nowhere to sit and the narrow path was muddy and slippery too, so I concentrated on making my way along safely.
Looking in the other direction, the trees had lost most of their foliage. Through their bare branches, I could pick out Titus Salt upper school - the white buildings in the middle ground - and look up towards Baildon's Lucy Hall estate behind it. Saltaire itself is tucked away to the right just out of shot.
Wednesday, 13 January 2021
Tuesday, 12 January 2021
Up on Shipley Glen, the view down into the valley became quite dramatic as a dark cloud passed over. It was odd to see the green fields in the valley bottom being picked out by the sun's rays, when up on the Glen everything was snow-covered, even though the snow wasn't deep.
Monday, 11 January 2021
We had another fall of snow last Friday, though it came down as sleet in the valley and didn't settle. I knew there would be a bit more higher up, so on Saturday I walked up to Shipley Glen, and found a light covering, not enough to sink into but enough to wash the world with white and make it look quite pretty.
The sheep had found a strip under the trees where there was enough grass uncovered for them to graze. In this kind of weather, the farmers often have to provide hay or pellets for their flocks. There were lots of folk out walking, and a few sledging down the fields, though there was barely enough snow for that.
The lockdown restrictions don't expressly state how far we can go for our daily exercise but there are strong messages of discouragement being made. Police have in some areas fined people for driving to beauty spots. Sadly, it is not really explicit enough what exactly we can and can't do. In an ordinary year, on a day like this, once the roads were clear I might have hopped in the car and driven up to the high moorland to take some 'proper' snow pictures. However, the new variant Covid virus, rampant in London, seems now to be taking hold in this area and it's a lot more contagious. It's rather worrying and home seems the only really safe place to be, so I won't be going far! I'd rather wait for another, safer time to get those pictures. I was especially careful not to slip (I'd put spikes on my boots) as you hear stories of people waiting hours in the freezing cold for an ambulance and I'm sure the medics can do without self-inflicted accidents, on top of the Covid surge.