Archive for September, 2010

Misty trees and heating

Wednesday, September 29th, 2010

Trees in the mist

Well I’ve succumbed! I’ve turned the heating on. I was getting cold. I usually wait until October before I turn it on, but it’s been wet and misty for the past couple of days, which will have made it feel colder and damper, so I decided there was no point in waiting. I’ve just put it on low to take the chill off the house.

It was drizzly and misty when I was out this morning and I spotted these two trees. They’re such a lovely shape and I love the way they seem to mingle together. I regularly drive past them, but I don’t always notice them because they usually have the green of fields and hills behind them so they don’t show up very well.

But in the mist they stood out, etched against the background. I just had to stop and take a photo of them.

Autumn mists

Tuesday, September 28th, 2010

Beach huts at Ferring

Well, September is nearly at an end, and October is rushing towards us. I don’t like this time of year. It’s cold and dull, and I’m wondering whether to put the heating on or shall I wait a few more days. I miss the sun and the brightness, and the lovely colours of flowers.

Yes, autumn leaves are beautiful, but to take good photos of them you need to catch them when the sun is shining, which can be rare, and you need to go out into the cold and damp and mistiness!

So I’m really glad that I’ve got a collection of photos that I took in the summer to remind me of better, warmer weather and lovely places. I love the seaside and especially beach huts, so here’s a photo to bring back memories of walking on a summer beach.

Growing sunflowers

Tuesday, September 21st, 2010

Sunflower in my garden

I love sunflowers. They’re so tall and stately with happy faces, and each one is different as if they have their own personalities. I love taking photos of them. Last year, I took photos where I could find them, so this year I decided to grow some of my own.

It fascinates and amazes me as I watch a stalk and leaves grow out of a small seed. I grew them in pots at first and then planted them out next to the fence to give them some protection from the wind as they grew tall.

I don’t know whether I planted them late, but they were only a couple of feet tall when other people’s were in flower. Gradually they got taller, and eventually they were much taller than me, but by the time September arrived, they still hadn’t flowered.

I was wondering if it was getting too late and I’d have to give up on them, but at last they formed flowers, and day by day they gradually opened up. So now I have some lovely big yellow sunflowers in my garden and I can take photos of them whenever I want to.

Computing in the library part two

Tuesday, September 7th, 2010

Well the IT men came, and I showed them what the problem was. There was a message on the screen to say that the current system they were using couldn’t support Flickr. So they decided they needed to upgrade the two computers that my friend and I were using to Internet Explorer 8. One of them did say that he thought they’d already been upgraded, and showed surprise that they hadn’t, but they still didn’t do the others, only the two we were using!

That took about half an hour, but it didn’t make the slightest bit of difference! One of my Flickr contacts made a comment on yesterday’s post saying that it’s probably the library’s filtering software. I’ve reported that to them, but they don’t seem to be very interested!

They tell me that they only have people use their computers for checking emails or looking into their family history. Apparently I’m the first person who has ever wanted to look at Flickr on their computers!

And it looks as though I’ll be the last too!

Computing in the library

Monday, September 6th, 2010

I’m not at home at the moment, so I went to the library to catch up on Flickr, to see if anyone has made any comments on my photots and to have a look at and make comments on the photos that my Flickr friends have added to their photostreams.

I remembered my user name and my password and got myself logged in and up came my stream on the screen. It looked a bit odd, and I was wondering what was wrong with it when I realised that there were no photos showing. Now that’s a bit of a problem for a photo sharing website, isn’t it!

The library staff put me on another computer, and then another one, but still no photos! Now they’ve sent for an IT expert!

I hope they can sort it out. I get withdrawal symptoms if I have to spend too long away from Flickr!

If you’d like to see my Flickr photostream, click on Katie-Rose’s photostream on the right by the photos. I hope you’ll be able to see them!

Blackberrying adventures

Wednesday, September 1st, 2010

I’d like to make some blackberry wine, so I went to a lane near where I live to pick some only to find there weren’t any. I’m not sure if I was too early, too late or if someone else had got there first.

When I told my friend Jenny about it, she offered to take me somewhere she knew where she thought there would be lots of them. It was a lovely walk through fields and over stiles in beautiful countryside, and eventually we got to the blackberry bushes. But they weren’t much better! I was expecting big juicy blackberries that I could pick lots of in a short time. There were some, but not many and they were small and hard. I decided not to pick any as I thought they wouldn’t be sweet enough for making wine.

Jenny picked enough to make a blackberry pie. That didn’t take long and we were soon retracing our steps through fields and over stiles. We just had one more field to cross before we reached the lane where the car was parked, when a large chestnut horse came trotting out of a shed and headed straight for us. He wasn’t there when we went the other way.

I was getting anxious because he was so big and was coming at us so fast. I moved over and stood by the hedge hoping he’d ignore me, but he didn’t. His head was taller than me and I found him quite intimidating. I knew I had to try and keep calm and not panic. I stroked his nose and talked to him, then I decided I needed to make a move. I walked past him steadily but not too quickly, and started heading across the field to the stile.

I hoped he would let me go and trot back to his shed, but he didn’t. He followed me, and I could feel the weight of his head on the rucksack I was wearing as he nibbled at it. I slipped it off one shoulder and swung it round so that I could hold it in my arms as I continued to head for the stile.

Still he didn’t leave me. As I walked, his nose was against my back. At this point Jenny decided she’d better do something, and she gave him her bucket of blackberries. That kept him occupied for a few minutes which gave us both time to get over the stile to safety. I was so relieved to reach the lane.

Thank you Jenny for giving up your blackeberry pie to save me from a very scary situation.