We had quite a heavy fall of snow at the weekend. I loved the juxtaposition of the daffodils breaking through heralding the break of spring with the wintery conditions in our local park.
A new video just out. I shot a couple of pictures this morning on a very misty day. I also make a clumsy analogy about golf (which I don’t play) and discuss what I and other photographers get out of photography. Oh, and I a make a cup of coffee.
A shoot at this fantastic location at the north end of Felixstowe.
After quite a few grey days, the forecast for the next morning was great, so at 04:20 I set an alarm and went down to the harbour for some blue hour and sunrise photography. I was pleased to find the tide was out but there was still some water across the harbour. This meant that the boats were not afloat (and therefore liable to move on the water during long exposures), and the sunrise was a treat.
Over the past two weeks I’ve been down at my home in St Ives. Whilst it’s always great to be there, the summer is always full of tourists, and you can spot the locals by their rapid progress along Fore Street (the main shopping street), or along the harbour as they dash into secret short cuts and by pass as many dawdling holidaymakers (they are holiday so why not dawdle?) as possible. This year, the busy areas offer no opportunity to social distance, so my time was spent walking the coast path (more of that in another post), and seeking out places where people were likely to be fewer with more space to spread out.
With a promise of some good cloud cover (some high clouds, but limited coverage), and very little wind, the chance of a good sunset was promised down at Godrevy. I went early, picked a spot to shoot from, and waited. The sunset got better and better, and then after the sun dipped over the horizon, I waited for, what turned out to be quite a lightshow. I hope you enjoy.
We spent the weekend in Suffolk. We couldn’t get on a preferred campsite so we ended up in a budget hotel for a couple of nights. Yesterday I got up at 4am and headed to South Beach in Lowestoft for the sunrise. I was great to feel the sun on my face, the breeze in my hair and listen to the sea as it settled on the beach before retreating once again.
After 12 weeks of lockdown, we took my mum to Felixstowe for a couple of hours on a glorious day. I managed to grab a few pictures of one of my favourite subjects.