The bridges of the forth
Edinburgh to Heathrow - taking off to the east, then turning over the Forth to head south down the west coast of the UK.
This was taken on a trip to Lisbon last week. I'm home, but the luggage is still in Terminal 5.......
Edinburgh to Heathrow - taking off to the east, then turning over the Forth to head south down the west coast of the UK.
This was taken on a trip to Lisbon last week. I'm home, but the luggage is still in Terminal 5.......
I keep getting drawn back to Roberts Orkney creel boat - the Peedie Lass, which has been out of the water for a few years now.
This shot uses a technique called HDR - its an amalgam of three photos shot at different exposures.
Hamish is home for the weekend, and we strolled along the beach this afternoon, enjoying the early spring sunshine.
At the last count I have posted 14 pictures of this rig, from back in 2005. However it's situation, parked between the Sutors and at the Autumn Equinox, mean that almost all the photos I took are just as dramatic - and special.
I never cease to be drawn to the contrast between the mechanical regularity of the rig, and the colours of the sunrise.
Another from the archives. On of the "advantages" of loosing your entire photo collection through a hard drive crash, and having to re-create it from scattered back-up CD's and DVD's is that you come across forgotten gems like this.
Charlie - body boarding in Asturias - back in 2002.
Taken on an ancient - and very early - Olympus digital camera. I found it on a backup CD recently (I had a serious Hard Drive failure, and thought that I had lost my entire photo collection, but have managed to recover almost all).
Slightly cropped, and converted to Black and White Film look with Paint shop Pro X2.
I like the effect.
The war memorial at Kelvingrove Museum, Glasgow.
I parked by the church yesterday, for a meeting in our area office.
Last time I was in their was for the funeral of my Aunt, must be 10 years ago, on a bright sunny late spring day.
Yesterday the weather was foul, stormy and very wet, but with the occasional bright spot between the squalls, where rainbows would fleetingly form before being chased away by the wind.