Bit of a hiatus there – no posts since that covering the end of November – who’s a naughty boy?
Reasons for this dereliction of duty:
Lack of anything amusing to say
Much the same old pictures – nothing new
Sheer idleness (oops, did I do that one already?)
Should you wish to see what you’ve missed, pics are all here on FlickrLINK by date.
I’m in a dilemma at the moment, I’ve saved up some pennies and wanna buy something. Question is which? Choices are:
Nikon D7100 camera £749
Nikon AF-S DX NIKKOR 18-300mm f/3.5-6.3G ED VR Lens £475.9
Nikon AF-S DX NIKKOR 18-300mm f/3.5-5.6G ED VR Lens £669
Sigma 150-500mm f5-6.3 APO DG OS HSM for £590
Tamron SP AF150-600mm F/5-6.3 Di VC USD Lens £899
Prices are Amazon; I’m not saying that’s where I’d buy but the prices are fairly representative.
The camera is the next step up in the Nikon range – it’s got a terrifically increased ‘pixel count’ and sundry control improvements.
The two 18-300 lenses appear similar but note the second has larger [6.3→5.6] aperture at maximum extension.
The two larger lenses only close down to 150mm (no good for macros) and would definitely require use of tripod at max, I’ve got shaky hands. (Not an age thing – I’ve always had shaky hands – couldn’t use a film camera some 30 years ago unless lighting was brilliant) Continue reading →
T’other day I set out on my usual daily walk. Coming through the bushes around the pond I saw a once familiar sight: a guy I used to see almost every day walking his dog – a white Jack/Staffy cross I think; name of Angel (the dog, not the guy). I haven’t seen him for a good while and said as much to him. “I’ve been in a coma for a month.” He said. I was about to ask more but he forestalled me with: “In ten minutes I’ll have forgotten meeting you, but I remember you from before.”
Anyhow: no chat – on with the pics: All the pictures here are on my Flickrlink page under the appropriate date. If there’s a lot for a particular date I’ve put in a link.
15th Sept ’14
Large white outside my window
This tree’s about 50ft from my door what tree is it?
I either read or was told some years ago that oak trees are the single plant that supports more other species than any other. A bit of googling leads me to “up to 284 species of insect” and 324 varieties of lichens on any one tree. The number of insects feeds a population of birds. Jays, pigeons, pheasants, ducks, squirrels, mice, badgers, deer and pigs feast on acorns in the autumn. Something I didn’t know: Acorns are not produced until the tree is at least 40 years old. (from here)link“.
Cats and flying insects have a common ability: they have access to “warp drive”.
Many a time I have left my bedroom, with a cat sound asleep on the covers, to arrive in the kitchen to find the cat already waiting at his food dish without detectably passing me en route. Similarly a butterfly or dragonfly can jump from where you were watching it closely to appear seemingly instantly several yards away in the length of time it takes to raise a camera to the eye and focus.
September was Haligmonað – holy month or Hærfestmonað – harvest festival month to the “Old English”. I’m not sure when these “Old English” folk flourished – rootling round the web gives me 450CE to 1100CE Ð(cap) or ð(lower) [eth] is pronounced like “th” in “the”; apparently it’s a “voiced fricative”. Continue reading →
The header pic is the Chesterfield canal between Doefield Dun Lock and Shireoaks Low Bridge.
When I were a lad, girls would blush in shame if their petticoat, underskirt or slip was showing. The expression “Charley’s dead” was either shouted, to mock, or whispered, to covertly alert, the wearer when her underskirt was showing below the hem of her skirt or dress. Apparently the expression comes from the death of King Charles – he had pleasured so many ladies during his life that many lowered their petticoats in lieu of half-masting a flag.
In the late 50s – early 60s there was a period when lasses wore many underskirts which were starched or, rumour had it, soaked in sugar water to keep them stiffly expanded.