It’s been a while since I broke out my trusty 60mm macro, and got my tripod out of the bag, but spring tulips like this, on my own doorstep were just irresistible. The problem was the opening and closing of the flowers which required a wait for some bright late afternoon sunshine. Th wait was so worth it though, as every vein of colour just vibrated in the warm sunlight.
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My friend Gerry by the Crinan Canal. Taken with my Sony Nex 5 and the standard 18-55 lens.
I have promised to post a picture or two of Hannah, and with her now being about 10 weeks I thought I should fulfil that promise. (Actually Julie reminded me). Don’t judge my tardiness on this too harshly, Julie is a dab hand at capturing Hannah with her trusty Canon 500D and her 50mm f1.8 which she wields frequently.
Anyway, here’s Hannah revealing that one day she will be the first female bond villain; I suppose we better get a cat soon for her to practise on.
Here she is on the sofa waiting for mum to find an outfit that doesn’t render socks redundant.
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Here she is in her favourite place, watching the world from the safety of Julie’s shoulder.
She’ll grow into this one too. She has, due to the kindness of our many friends, 349 outfits, and we managed to pick two that she needs to grow into. Hence her “do I look like XXL” grumpy expression. I love Julie in this one, she really is delighted with Hannah and her smile pretty much says it all.
Anyway, black background, natural light from one side, Canon 5D and my lovely 50mm f1.4.
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Another Sunday run today. (30 miles in case anyone cares). At the turning point I pulled my Gorrillapod out and shoved it on a rock with my trusty S95 on it and set it to auto and self timer, leapt in front and grabbed my bike for a fun self-portrait. The pose is probably because I recently looked at one of my favourite cyclist’s, (Victoria Pendleton’s), portrait with her under a bridge holding her track-sprint-bike like this. Anyway, Vicky Pendleton is a sport goddess in my view and I’m an unfit plodder, unworthy to even consider holding my bike in mimickry of her pose. I want to draw people’s attention to the failings of automatic mode again. The camera here seems to have treated the difficult backlit scene as a landscape, where an intelligent photographer would have tried a little fill flash to lighten the subject’s face. No flash fired in this case!
Paps of Jura in the background.
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This is my friend Dick with has freshly built pride and joy, an expedition touring bike to fulfil his various and imminent touring plans. I joined Dick for a bit of a ride today in dreich and dreary weather. It was a great ride by Loch Sween, looking for otters, with no success but seeing some mega-cute sika deer, which I haven’t been aware of up till now. Lovely! Anyway Dick entertained afterwards and a warm fireside and some amazing soup and cheese scones rounded of the day wonderfully. There might have been an Islay malt as well, I wouldn’t like to say for sure.
Dick amused me by posting a short video of me enjoying a descent from his helmet-cam. You can find that here on his blog.
Snapshot with the little s95 again.
