England P1/A2 - Daily Award Group
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A very thriving Attenborough Nature Reserve (set in the borough of Broxtowe, Nottingham, United Kingdom). Owned by the Nottinghamshire Wildlife Trust it's a popular venue for birdwatchers, families and photographers alike.
This bevy of swans showed no fear of humans and they were eager to entertain and be entertained. I love the 'S' of the swan’s neck and how his profile frames the left side of the shot and that the other two prominent swans plus the sunburst and lens-flare all direct the eye to him. Though it was a cold late afternoon the warmth of the sun on one’s skin was equal to the warmth that it gives this image.
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Spring is in the air and the Woodpigeons are playing 'chase me, chase me' high up in the oak tree. This one decided to take a break from all the chasing around and sat on top of the bird house in the late afternoon sun, taking in the last of the rays. It's been a lovely bright day but with a very chilly wind.
Watch out Mr Woodpigeon, Tommy the cat likes to visit our garden!
21. Expression / expressive. theme for 116 pictures for 2016
Taken this morning. It was fairly bright until I got into the woods. But the reds and yellows were still vibrant. The mist made the woods look like a painting!
Classic New England Series
Historic Barns of Connecticut
Winter Wonderland
Litchfield, Connecticut
December 2017
IMGP6401. Ironbridge is a large village in Telford and Wrekin Borough on the bank of the River Severn, at the heart of the Ironbridge Gorge, near Telford, Shropshire, England.
Lower Slaughter is a picturesque village in the Cotswolds area of England, known for its unspoiled beauty and charming atmosphere. It's located in Gloucestershire, 4 miles southwest of Stow-on-the-Wold & about 2 miles walking distance from Bourton-on-the-Water. . The village is situated alongside the River Eye, with traditional Cotswold stone buildings and two footbridges crossing the stream.
Came to York on the train today and this decorated door reminded us that we had left Scotland and arrived in England. Beautiful old town.
There was a time when we thought that the Anglican Church was as unchangeable and as permanent as the English weather, that the red telephone cubicle was part of an identifiable English character, and that the equally red letter box would be eternal.
"Oh, oh, you think you're special
Oh, oh, you think you're something else"
The Anglican Church is no longer what it used to be - and its majority is no longer "English". English weather is now a matter of unpredictable surprises, telephone cubicles have been superseded by smart phones, and the Royal Mail is neither royal nor reliable in its delivery of letters. And the English character? You tell me. We in the UK are living among fossilised objects, and if new life is springing up it will in all likelihood have little to do with the Anglican Church, the Royal Mail and Englishness. Let me put it bluntly, it is immigration that is blowing new life into a sclerotised and inelastic body. Leica M8, Voigtlaender 35/1.4.