Mist rising on Ben Lawers, taken from Kenmore on Loch Tay
A final pair of images from the day’s trip around Loch Rannoch – the first taken at the start as I was setting off, the second toward the end of the day while I was hoping for a glamorous sunset but enjoyed a beautiful subtle sundown instead. The view of the folly on the Eilean […]
There’s something a bit romantic about the cosiness of suburban streets in the fog.
This one isn’t so much about the water as the mountain, Schiehallion. Back in 1774, its regular shape and relatively isolated location led to it being used in the famous experiment by Mason and Maskelyne to determine the value of the gravitational constant, big-G, and the density of the Earth. Certainly it sits fairly impressively […]
Don’t ask me why Perth council thought to have a winter festival in the middle of November, when it’s not Christmas, it’s not Advent and it’s not even Winter yet… but the fireworks were well pretty!
Time for something a little different, and back in the original spirit of this blog as a source for mobile photos, as well. I spotted this tree in the middle of Craigie in Perth – perhaps an unexpected location for so elegant a life-form, and testament to the selectivity of photography. Camera never lies? If […]
It wasn’t the spectacular sunset I was hoping for – but that’s OK, I’ll take a hazy glow any day. More from Loch Rannoch.
It’s hard driving around Loch Rannoch – all the stopping and starting makes for lousy mileage. But that’s OK – the scenery is more than worth it. The first time I came around here, more used to the road network than the geography of reality, I drove beyond the end of the loch (into the setting […]
It’s been a few months now since I called time on the fixation with black&white closeup as a style. So it’s time to remember how to do it… Herewith, mostly as a lens-test, cyclamen and cactus plants from the kitchen windowsill. Since I last looked, RawTherapee has changed a lot – I’ve learned that the […]
Pine forests: what’s not to like? Scots Pine trees stand tall and proud, burnished orange-gold catching the sun; birch trees get a bit old and develop gnarly character. These are from a stroll in the Black Woods of Rannoch, on the south shore of Loch Rannoch. I noticed Gunnar’s Tree, named for Gunnar Godwin, a chap whose […]