A tale of two snappers

Just before I got my new camera I began encouraging Mark and Debbie to make more use of their cameras. This resulted in two wildly different results. Debbie now walks around everywhere with her camera snapping everything she can think of. She has really got the photography bug, so much so she had to start a blog of her own to show off some of her very excellent results. Mark really likes cameras. He loves all the jargon about megapixels and buying little accessories and things. The thing he's not actually keen on is taking the camera out with him and pressing the shutter and taking photos. In the last three months I believe I've only had 5 pictures from Mark. Displayed here are the best two. Autumn on Pleasington lane.

The greatest artist

The wind worked all night to paint this picture.
Every hue of autumn was its palette.
Nature is its own artist.

On the trail of summer

Autumn has snuck up on us again. Hope everybody enjoyed their summer. There was a summer there wasn't there? Glimpses. If summer could be compared to a movie, I would say we only got to see the trailer before the projector broke. Did the butterflies enjoy it? Debbie seems to think so. She enjoyed capturing some images of the little flutterers on her flowers. The garden did a fair job this year of attracting both insects and birds.
October also means the start of the dreaded Badminton season. Much rushing about and bolting of meals will occur and Harry will lie in wait for big hugs twice a day, instead of just the one big teatime collision of clumsy legs and whirring tail. Debbie will have to catch up on her Gardener's World on iplayer. At least it keeps her fit.
Autumnwatch is back again. Surely Springwatch was only on last week. New format. Weekly episodes. Hmmm. I'm not a big fan of Chris Packham. He's ok in small doses and he knows his stuff but he tends to set me slightly on edge and I can feel my irritation levels creeping up inexorably every moment he is on screen. Not too relaxing a chap. The sad thing is he seems to know he is irritating and plays up to it. And where have the nature reserves gone? I know it is pitch black at 9:00pm but surely they could have done better than a Bristol office car park, lunchbreak bench and the little broom cupboard studio for the dynamic duo to do their blurbs from. On the positive side the films were improved on recent years and we had no repeats of last year's Simon King filming sea-weed sessions. Highlights for me were the red deer on Rum with Percy, the shrew and the brilliant Knapdale beavers.