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So I wanted to capture the colours of Autumn, you know the kind of things, the golden colours of the trees, the fallen leafs, late afternoon sunshine, unfortunately it didn’t happen. The weather was a little grey, dark and a bit dreary, it certainly wasn’t the autumn wonderland I was trying to capture. So a change of tack, decided to concentrate on subjects that didn’t necessarily need bright conditions.
So managed to get a few photos I was reasonably happy with.
This photo is of a small waterfall in the grounds of Cannon hall, it’s still autumnal, which is what I wanted to capture and in some ways as benefited because of the gloomy conditions.
An 8 second exposure was used here to capture the water flowing over the weir. This was taken at Cannon Hall near the village of cawthorne.
Bottom lake, Cannon Hall Park, Cawthorne.
The Cannon Hall lakes have become badly silted up in recent years and a shadow of their former glory. So the recent award of a £3million grant from the Heritage Lottery Fund to restore parts of the parkland and dredge the lakes is good news.
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Theory of Colours (German: Zur Farbenlehre) is a book by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe about the poet's views on the nature of colours and how these are perceived by humans.
The work originated in Goethe's occupation with painting and mainly exerted an influence on the arts
A rather impressive gathering (flock?) of Canada geese on Cannon Hall's upper lake on a late afternoon in winter. There were more behind me too!
A brief visit to Cannon Hall, Cawthorne today revealed the start of the flowers. Much later than last year, no doubt due to the very cold weather we've had and, yes, at long last, spring is beginning. I was really pleased with this pic; it seemed the most appropriate to add an old poem of mine. I had been looking for the right shot.
Where Are You?
Where are you in the dark of night, as I lay alone – the bed an acre of soft empty sheets?
Where are you as I wake, shafts of bright sunshine clouding my saddened and aching eyes?
and all around me, normality screams.
Where are you when the empty trolley stumbles down the supermarket aisles?
Where are you when I want to share with you the rough and engulfing difficulties of my day?
and all around me, normality scares.
I am here, holding your hand against mine,
enfolding your beating heart, as frustration weeps.
I am the breath of warm summer air as you aimlessly wander,
and frosty cold winters with crackling fires.
I am the wind caressing the leaves that rustle overhead,
and the soft call of birds on the wing.
I am the faintest hint of fragrance that dances around your room, when you least expect,
and the breath-taking face that smiles at you from a photograph.
I am the petals of the springtime blossom that fall at your feet,
and the gentle rain that refreshes and soothes.
I am the hugging canopy of trees that darken and cool the road below,
and the burnished autumn fallen leaves.
Never fear my love.
Never worry.
I will guide, and protect and comfort you.
I will reach out for you, understanding your sorrow.
And until we are together again, I will patiently wait.
Theory of Colours (German: Zur Farbenlehre) is a book by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe about the poet's views on the nature of colours and how these are perceived by humans. ... The work originated in Goethe's occupation with painting and mainly exerted an influence on the arts