The sun was shining so I took my camera on a walk up my hill this morning.
It felt like spring. The crocuses and daffs were out basking in the light.
There were clumps and drifts of snowdrops in among the trees and on the banks. Other flowers were beginning to emerge.
The sky looked so big with great clouds.
I caught a glimpse of my Red Kite but he was high up and soon became a speck in the sky.
Lazy Lester produced great Swamp Blues numbers such as ‘I’m A Lover Not a Fighter’. I first him back in the mid-sixties. He was covered by bands like The Kinks and appeared on a compilation album of Swamp Blues. I loved that album – Lighnin’ Slim, Slim Harpo, Lonesome Sundown and Lazy Lester.
So when I heard he was playing a very rare gig I had to go. I gatecrashed a photo session and took a series of shots with him sitting on a sofa. Then I took other shots during the gig.
The trees were looking fabulous. As chlorophyll greens turn to reds and yellows. There is a delicacy of colour.
There is a desolate beauty about the Yorkshire moors. I love it.
This was one of our last Summer walks up on to the moors where the old remains of the Roman Road crosses the moorland. There was a beautiful wagtail by the ancient stepping stones.
When the weather is sunny there are few places in the world better than England for stunning beauty. To be out in the midst of nature is refreshing. Away from the rat-race, the claustrophobia of society, the politics and intrigue – free!!
It was such a beautiful day. The light was perfect. The clarity was great.