Amberly Rambling

It's a picturesque little village, that seems to have dodged the marring hands of time, ugly architecture and commercialisation. On a clear day, the sunlight kisses the climbing roses and the road is swathed with a golden haze. Half closing your eyes you can imagine away the telephone lines and angry red signs and you are walking to the village shop, basket under your arm the song you heard on the wireless dancing round your head wondering whether the village team will win the cricket tomorrow...?

 

Adventure Calling

 

                                          Six tousled heads,

                                          In six little beds,

                                               sleeping slowly,

                                               breathing softly,

                                               dreaming deeply

                                                    To the sway of the sea...

 

                                          Rise and shine you sleepy-heads,

                                          The sun is up, get out of bed!

                                          And rested eyes will blink and yawn

                                          Then rush to the window to let in the dawn,

                                                    And the wind picks up the song of the sea

 

                                          For adventure is a calling,

                                          A new day is dawning,

                                          And the boat in the bay

                                          Whispers up and away

                                               Come sail me away

                                                    Come sail me to sea...



Ghosts

The whispers of those who walked that way before

Blurred lines

I have come to the conclusion that I like unfocused photographs. Perhaps it is because I have recently acquired a DSLR camera and have never before had the ability to manually change the clarity of an image. Perhaps to other people such photographs appear unskilled and blob-like, but to me it is as if making a painting has been done using the lens as a brush. The first image is undoubtedly the most successful, but I'd be interested to know whether anyone else shares my view on the technique in general?

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