By Jupiter.

Hard on the heels of Saturday morning's full Moon (January 3rd, 2026, at 10:03 UTC) Saturday evening brought a conjunction between the Moon and Jupiter. I know… I'm a sucker for these kinds of thing. A conjunction in astronomical terms is when two planets or a planet and a star or other celestial bodies appear … Continue reading By Jupiter.

Noisy guests of summer.

Purist photographers, look away now…I'm posting these snapshots, blurred as they are, as they show something that I haven't seen before.Yesterday evening I was sitting in the garden reading "Guests of Summer" by Theunis Piersma. The book's subtitle is "A House Martin love story" and it is an account of house martins and other "swallow … Continue reading Noisy guests of summer.

Implicit imperfections.

When I went to bed last night, before I settled in I took a look out of the window, as I always do, and there hanging low in the sky was a lovely crescent moon. I don't know why but I felt compelled to photograph it, the Moon that is, so I fetched a camera … Continue reading Implicit imperfections.

Of one of those timeless moments.

One of those timeless moments hails from the 3rd November 1978, a Friday. As I recall I'd had one of those timeless moments. It was November so there was no sun baked tarmac but I'd had one of those moments and it put me in mind of summer. No angst here, nothing unrequited, just the … Continue reading Of one of those timeless moments.

Not everything has to be perfect.

Last Thursday, as I went out to the garden shed for some nefarious purpose or other, I glanced up at the sun as it was trying manfully to make a showing through the myriad clouds, and there off to the left of the nebulous bright glow that gave away the sun's position was a little … Continue reading Not everything has to be perfect.

Quite a pheasant walk.

Many years ago, there used to be a pheasantry in Berkhamsted, although we always referred to it/them in the plural as The Pheasantries. Anyway, Dwight's Pheasantries, reckoned to be the largest in the UK, occupied a tract of land between Ivy House Lane and Bullbeggars Lane on the northeast side of the valley in which … Continue reading Quite a pheasant walk.