It seems the world is hell bent on it's own destruction.
Please stop the idiocy.
Had a lovely visitation from the wonderful artist known as Angelica Kroeger the other weekend. How lovely that was - very lovely as it happens. I took the opportunity to 'do' a snap for the archives.
The wind blowing, the camera shaking, sheeps in the croft. Gooses on the crofts, the road was still.
I have been sketching recently. With a camera - you don't take me for an artist do you? I should have sketched digitally but I just can't bring myself to do that so here is one from the Bronica made in Bac Bird Box. I would tell you what the sketches are for but I have not made up my mind yet. Consider them photographic doodles.
A slightly out of focus snap of sheeps that Eve wandered into. Rather nice even if I do say so myself.
The weather has been bitterly cold so this almost summer clothing sported by Eve hasn't been enough. At least another two layers are required.
Had a lovely visitor for a few days from o'er the water. How nice that was. I took a snap of them too but I have yet to slosh that in developer and the like. When I do, you'll be the last to see it.
Two days in a row!
I'm back - possibly.
The weather is a bit orf at the mo. Rain wind hail and now snow and everything
After thankfully surviving a bad storm the other night we emerge to think about the time we went places. Even Durham
Oooof, Uncle Chris Boardman will be pleased to see there are peeps out on foot and wheels in the far north west. In fact he propbably knows that since he does stay in the Highlands regularly.
I think I know what this is. Whatever I rather like this snap from a little stroll in the metropolis that is Stormoway.
Forgive me for not writing much these days but my mind has turned to mush it seems. At the images are clear though!
Keith and I have not ventured down to t'croft much recently. Much to do with the weather as it seems to have rained with brisk cold winds since three years ago. To be perfectly honest, Keith loves the rain. Goes out in wet weather of all sorts them comes in [usually at night when we are in bed] shouting as he drips up the stairs till we awake and towel him off. Then he goes out again. I'm less keen and when the weather is off it's often hard to find activity down there on t'croft - apart from the Croft's "man who does" Colin moving something from here [gestures with hand] to there [points].
Colin is a fine addition to the place and here we see sheepscat Keith checking Colin's methodology with said sheeps while the gooses disappear off somewhere to cause havoc no doubt.
Eve and I enjoyed a fine dining experience with our good friends William and Gemma the other day. Over at Balallan Bistro. The Bistro is in an old school - a school that Gemma used to teach in a while or two back. The food was excellent as were the views and the company.
I shall aim to go again.
I don't think I have told you. Yet.
I'm playing with a large format camera again. A 5x7 as it happens.. Toots lent me his and I had some fil in the fridge. Took a couple of test shots of dearest Eve then remembered my scanner cannot scan 5x7 negs so you'll have to wait till I have managed to contact print them.
I the meantime, here a sot from a Voigtlander Perkeo on one of the village's beaches.
I refer MiLaud, to my intentions and what actually happened.
I intended to have a post ready for the bloggy thing this morning but life and what have you got in the way. Instead you have two [see image]. When I mean life I might add I mean my bed was so comfy this morning after almost sleeping a few hours last night, that the thought of breaking that comfyness and upsetting Keith the cat from his slumbers upon me were too much to bear. So I stayed where I was for a while.
I did move his furriness in the end and after a quick attention to myself Eve and I took off for a long awaiting coffee in the house of Hub in the grand capitol of this small rock. It was here we received a warm welcome from the fine staff and some patrons. Felt a little tear in my eye I did.
Anyway, don't expect a post every day at the moment, I am not entirely motivated yet.
Yes, Yes, I know but I like it. Somewhat.
From a little shoot in Toot's "studio" tother day. The light was fading etc.
Yes, yes, I am perfeckterly fine since you ask!
Already a third of way through the month! How can that be, we have not finished the holiday biscuits yet. Anyway, I started as I mean to go on with a meaningless scan of a badly made neg taken with the old Zorki6. It still works well although less can be said about the film development.
The film had been in the camera for a while and I think it was the last of the Orwo 400 [rated at 800] which it seems does not like Bellini DuoStep as a face wash despite this developer working spiffingly well on other films I use.
The image wasn't up to much either as The Kind Crofter's vehicles - or some of them await further use - or scrapping.
Yes, I did exhibit this snap - albeit a darker more mysterious print version - and titled it "What ever it is, it's overrated' .
One of my best titles.
I did also like ' some fish are flatter than others'
Has been feeling like this for a few days as the rain falls and the wind blows. And no, I have not lost it
It was almost bright so I dragged the Toots out of his comfy warm chair, reminded him to pack a camera and we took off for North Lochs. Oh how lovely it was. It usually is actually.
I took this snap and I thinks Toots tooked a snap too.
Currently recovering from being blown into a ditch during a stroll with Eve and Keith the cat in a hailstorm. Summer is coming!
Well that's gone, that rubbish year.
May 2022 be a fantastic year for my reader and all your dreams come true. But not the nightmares, we have had enough of them recently.
I mean, I like the view of the village from this angle. It's practically my fav peat track too. It's the curves and everything.
The village is North Tolsta and you can see where it is here. Nice innit?
And here's a snap of me strolling from a car we used to have into our pal's village housey to take a picture. Years ago.