If I've been a bit quiet on the blog front this week, please bear with me. I haven't exactly been lazing around. As I said 'arrivederci' to Italian with a disastrous on-line speaking exam on Monday, Tuesday dawned to my new Open University photography course.
For a long time now I've been interested in the interplay of words and pictures in blogs, and I've been keen to see how I can incorporate photography into my posts. I've been inspired in part by others who have brought their blogs to life with some fantastic pictures.
My first task was to dust down my camera and venture into the garden in my lunch break. For me one of the pleasures of photography, like writing, is to find the beauty and the interest in the most unexpected places. Given my utter neglect of all things horticultural, my garden definitely falls into this category. But no, amongst the long grass and weeds I did still find enough of interest. If you look close enough, you can find beauty in the wilderness after all.
The French lavender has attracted bees all summer and, despite the wind and rain, is putting on one last show.
The wind has brought down the last of the apples I think, or at least the ones that haven't already been pecked by two large black crows that refuse to be intimidated by my frantic window-knocking.
It's the season for picking blackberries and making crumbles. Time to hunker down with some autumn reading.
More on that in my next post.