England

Brought to Book (365: 122) — I love books; just about every one of those shelves is double stacked. Fact, fiction, and illustrations. And I’ll reread some over and over.

Time to reflect (365: 121) — I’ve been on leave for a week, and I’m returning to work feeling absolutely wrecked. Oh well, that’s life, not to worry.

Abstracted Rain.

Rainy Days and Mondays… Not that it got me down. But it is Monday, and it was raining. Bright sunshine now; I really ought to get out more.

Chasing out the wall, chasing out the wall (365: 120) — To the tune of “Bringing in the Sheaves.”

Once I thought I needed a better model… (365: 119) — Now I know I just need someone to take the blasted photographs.

Polling Day (365: 117) – Local council elections, and Gary does his civic duty.

Support. 2

South Parade Pier – Variations on a theme – IV — Desaturated.

South Parade Pier – Variations on a theme – III — Black and White.

South Parade Pier – Variations on a theme – II — Silhouette.

South Parade Pier – Variations on a theme – I — Aged and Duotone.

The Beach Beyond This Point Is Used By Nudists. 2

Wish you were here? (365: 116) — An afternoon spent taking pictures, none of which really worked. To compensate myself, I squeezed in some late sun. As it was late, I had no worries getting out the camera and taking my 365 Days shot for the day.

X Marks the spot — Where the beach end of the sewer outfall pipe is located.

Sea Cabbage on Eastney Beach.

Afternoon nap (365: 115) — I’m on vacation this week, which oddly means less time to think about and take portraits. My last few shots have either been journal snaps or hastily taken portraits. Normal service will hopefully be resumed when I have some time and inspiration.

Moved in – With all the remaining untouched rooms in the house being decorated, I was not going to be able to keep an inside workshop, so I’ve moved my workbench and tools out into my first-ever shed. 1 4

Vacuuming the garden (365: 113) — I made a bit of a mess sawing up wood to make shelves for my new shed. I also need to finish picking up the gravel spilt over the deck in the winter when the storms repeatedly blew over the bamboo plant.

An Englishman’s shed is his Castle (365: 112) – I’ve never had a shed before, but now I’ve got two. This one for a workshop and another for my spare timber, paint, empty boxes, and disused electronics that one day might come in useful etc. 2

Late (365: 111) — This is it for today. No good, but it is a picture.

End on.

Tension.

Faraday — The Faraday Building, University of Southampton.

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