Still, it bothers me. Best do something about it.
While you're waiting, here's some pictures from this week.
As is often the case when I stop suddenly on a country lane because I see something cool, this dead tree almost caused me to join it. *
Yes, a bale of straw. But lines, colours, skies. Were there a few red poppies, we'd really have something going on here.
Same field. Unremarkable in itself, but the colours have really come along as it's ripened up over the past couple of weeks. I look forward to eating these as Shredded Wheat in a few weeks.
Honestly, I just like the roof tiles. It's very "rural English".
Big skies are the only real subject matter here, and there's nothing remotely humorous to say about it. I'm almost tempted to delete it. Bah.
Too good to ignore, tho I was trespassing. In a car. And almost in a ditch.
I photographed this tree a couple of years ago, and it's always a beauty. I think this is just outside Trinity College. As ever, sunshine makes the shot.
Um... I forget which college this courtyard belongs to. They still hang you if you walk on the grass in Cambridge. But pretty spiffy tho, right?
My favourite church clock, at Great Saint Mary's, Cambridge. I sense that they may have replaced the hands, faceplate and mechanism several times since 1679, but everything else is original.
The gatehouse at King's College, Cambridge. I know some of the details about its design and construction, but honestly they're rather dull. It was such a lovely day, and the skies were cooperating. That is all.
Driving home, I felt sure I was driving into a tornado, as it looked ready to touch down. *
But to finish, I wanted to introduce you to a very special lad called Rufus. He's the only dog I've ever met with highlights. I'm hoping he'll be adopted by loving folk this week, which is all any of us deserves.
* No idiots were harmed during the creation of this blog entry.
Indigo
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That's a beautiful doggie photo.
ReplyDeleteAck. Stop it. I can't have another dog yet!
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Hey Ms. Scarlet! Thanks, I've just heard they're going to use it on the site, tho the lad is already reserved for adoption. And nonsense! You NEEEEEED a poochie... Indigo x
DeleteRufus....what a sweetie and he looks all ready to go for a walk with a guy who likes taking pictures of big skies. Hmmmm?????
ReplyDeleteHey Delores! I didn't get to walk him yesterday, on account of the stormy deluge covering the UK. But he's a smashing lad, and lovely for a fuss. Indigo x
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ReplyDeleteWhat...harvest already??? Oh Newton's tree... don't talk to me about storms.... RUFUS Here boy.... OMD if you were but within stick distance of me....... Keep those beady eyes on Indigo! YAM xx
Namaste, Yam! Yes indeed, tho I hope they got most of it in before the downpours over the weekend. It would have knocked the snot out of any cereal crops still standing. As for Rufus, he's now reserved, but wags for everyone =) Indigo x
DeleteI do hope those are not your tire tracks in photo 5. Otherwise, wonderful shots from your observant eye and obedient camera, Mr. Roth. What a beautiful dog, by the way, but you already know that. Has the shelter ever considered a calendar (of shelter animals, photos taken by you) as a fundraiser? Animal lovers would go nuts for it. Have a good week, sir.
ReplyDeleteHey Jenny! Tyre-tracks? *looks shifty* No, no, definitely not me. I think they DO have a calendar, tho they have a number of photographers on staff who deal with that. Still, they're very even-handed, so I may slip that one forward if they do one next year. Actually, I need to start thinking about MY calendar... hmmm... Indigo x
DeleteRufus, really? If memory serves, he is a she named Mickie and belonged to my Uncle Alfred until her passing in 1954. A friendly creature who carried pheasants in its teeth. So did Mickie.
ReplyDeleteHey Geo! Yes, you never forget the good ones =) Indigo
DeleteOh, I love Rufus! His highlights look better than mine! ;)
ReplyDeleteAlso . . . noooo! Do not delete the big skies! Dawn loves them!
Have you ever heard "Big Sky Country" by Chris Whitley? Google please. You can thank me later. (And that whole disc of his is outstanding. We lost him way too soon.)
Hey Dawn! Okay, okay, just for you =) As for Mr. Whitley, nope, but I'll look him up! Indigo x
DeleteFabulous photos. I love the way you capture the Cambridge landscape so well.
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Thanks Roses! It's much easier to photograph that people and animals. It has the decency to stand still, for one thing. Indigo x
DeleteLovely combination of shots! I could look at photos of Cambridge all day, except I have to stop and look at the wheat fields and the sky, and then there's your portrait of the distinguished Rufus. Well done.
ReplyDeleteHey Nancy! Thanks. You're right, it's pretty random, but I'm glad my scatter-gun approach hits the spot for you! Indigo x
DeleteLooking at these photos I continue to be amazed at the skies above... so blue... so clear. And then I thought about what your night sky must look like! I bet it is incredible. Do you see a lot of shooting stars? And you don't have any light pollution, right?
ReplyDeleteWe have just decided to foster for the people we got our second dog from. Taking a dog out of a pound and bringing it to a home... then taking the dog to adoption events. I am nervous about falling in love... but if the dog gets a home, then we can get ANOTHER dog out of a cage, and so on!
Hey Katherine! Thanks, the skies are my favourite =) Hmm, no. We actually get quite a bit of light pollution, as our populated areas are fairly close to each other. Street lights shine up and much as down. But you're fostering?! That's awesome! I know what you mean, but it's desperately needed to get some difficult-to-home pooches back into the groove of family living. So you'll be doing amazing work! Indigo x
DeleteI'd take Rufus if I didn't live so far away! A lovely collection of photos!
ReplyDeleteHey Paula! He was gone the next day, even before they could use my photo of him! But I know he'd have loved Henry! <3 Indigo x
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