Life through the Lens (14 February 2021)

Image showing a silhouette of a xamera

As my previous series came to an end, I had the idea to post some of my own photographs.

When my eyes were better, I used to enjoy photography. I had some decent kit and was around just as digital photography was taking off. Although it was strictly a hobby for me, two of my photos were published. One rural shot of hay bales ended up in a brochure made by the UK’s NFU (farming), another ended up in a coffee-table book about lighthouses. I wasn’t David Bailey but a couple of times, I was fortunate to be in the right place at the right time.

I thought I’d share some. All these photographs were taken by me, I own the copyright so if you’d like to use any, go for it. Just so long as you don’t use them to make any money.

My aim is to publish weekly again but this time, on Sunday afternoons. I’m just going to repeat this spiel each week, too, for the benefit of new readers, so you can safely skip to the camera graphic to save reading the blurb each time.

If you look at the category above (high on left, by the date), I’ll put every photo in that same category so you can find previously-published photos. If I feel a photo needs some explanation, I’ll maybe write a line or two to go with it. Like the last time, I’ll keep going until I run out of steam. Oh, and feel free to join in, if the fancy takes you.

I’ve linked to a higher-res umage under each photo.

My neighbour christened this guy Bruno. Where I am, they breed pheasants in order to shoot them (I believe they call it sport). I therefore welcome escapees, and Bruno very sensibly spent the winter living in my front garden. Isn’t he beautiful?

Author: Mister Bump UK

Designed/developed IT systems for banks, but had a stroke in 2016, aged 48. Returned to developing from home, plus do some voluntary work. Married, with a grown-up, left-home daughter.

11 thoughts on “Life through the Lens (14 February 2021)”

  1. La chasse was very popular in Northern France. So much so that they were a danger to me and the dogs when we were out walking. Dauphy did once fetch us a ‘stolen’ pheasant which made a very nice Sunday lunch!

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    1. Yes we would see people openly carrying shotguns, so I always figured the whole hunting thing was as big there. I think we even met a pack of dogs once by one of the chateaux down in the Loire. Think it was Cheverny. Nasty buggers.

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  2. Few dogs large or small I’ve found difficult to like. Especially fond of large dogs . A bad person, I suppose, I’ve in the past hunted. Truly evil, I’m not even in a recovery group. This. Mr B, is a great pic. I lament the loss of the ring-necked pheasant in the northern US Midwest. Gents, huntsmen (we call’m ‘hunters’ here) are not all bad people (and not always men, whatever that means). Been tending fences. seen a hunter and his Dauphy out working a field; D put up a brace of nice birds, within range, clear shot, and watched both hunters simply admire. Different kind of hunting, I suppose. Thanks for the lovely ride back many (many) years and as always prompt to re-assessment.

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