The clouds of grey float
Above foam topped ocean waves.
I cry salty tears.
At the weekend I like to take MY dog (I’m a dog-walker) to our local piece of Ancient Woodland. It gives him lots of exercise off-lead, gives us both some fresh air, and give me the opportunity to, occasionally, take some photographs.
This week in particular I feel like I have to justify my abilities as ‘photographer’ as I’ve tutored a school class in the art of close-up photography and had to re-supply my Aunt with the pictures I took, at her request of her marriage blessing.
This morning was bright, misty, and frosty – a magical combination – and I got some nice shots.
I was saying yesterday that I would be a photography tutor for the day today. I’m not really a photographer per se, just a keen amateur, but I thought I would share a few of my pictures. The kids I had in class really had a great time working on their olympic themed pictures and their regular teacher was inspired to carry on with this project too, so a good day was had by all.
Anyway, enough preamble. Here’s a few snaps……..