Bl**dy Frustrating

In a follow on to the post of whenever it was, like a couple of weeks ago I had a nice post planned for yesterday.

I have used the same route a few times lately, the arching re-born trees and the almost deafening bird-song creating the effect of a green cathedral, and a proper good place for doing a lot of thinking. When I went a couple of days a go I found a Woodpecker's nest and went back with my video camera yesterday to record the sound and hopefully some footage of Mum & Dad dropping by to keep the chicks topped up.

Patience, not one of my stronger virtues it has to be said, was with me, and while the cacophony of avine music wasn't just quite what it had been the previous time, it was nonetheless worth recording. I caught M&D doing their thing, and two or three of those walking videos I've always liked. On returning to base camp the PC refused to believe I'd even put a card in the slot, then asked me to format it, let alone copy the files... Files? What files? There was an "empty" card, and nothing to show the efforts of the last few hours, which I had prematurely been so pleased with.

Recuva, Restoration, and four or five other programs all failed to find anything, on a 16 Gb card, how flaming maddening.

I am so going to try again, when I have chance, but the chicks will be growing so quickly, and the weather forecast is appalling for the next few days..... Fingers crossed.

Here are a couple of recent ones of the same place, a little slice of local heaven.

There will be more, just not tonight. There are times when I find it challenging to keep the 'personal' from the detached, what with so many things to say and think. Maybe that's just me.

Life Continues to Mock

Well, there you have it. Even though I guess two out of three suggestions isn't too bad

I haven't got the hang of Google + at all, and have no idea how to use it properly, trying to learn about it the above screen came up, nice, thanks chaps, that helps like not at all.





"I post on Blogger, and then all sorts of shenanigans seem to happen and profiles become posts, and vice versa, and pictures post or not seemingly at random.

Maybe I should get as tranquilised as the rest of the population and just accept that none of it makes sense.....

On another note, I have so many ideas for pictures & words right now that I feel like my head is full.

Who gives a toss though? "

That is currently the profile up there in the right corner, but on G+ I have edited it, I'm just waiting to see how long it takes for Blogger to catch up. How frustrating is this nonsense??
 

I'd rather just have the old blog in a form I can handle thanks, why mess around with my profile & layout and goodness only knows what else when it worked fine just the way it was??

I.I.A.B.D.F.I.

A good rule for life.




I had a brainwave today:


"This is Mr Uist, Mr Skye and Mr Lewis..."
"But they can't be."

"What do you mean by 'They can't be'?"
"No man is an island....."


Well, when I thought of it I thought it was funny, but that was hours ago now.

(Not one of mine sadly, but I like it   If I could remember where I found it, I'd give proper credit, but if I had to guess I'd say it was somewhere like "Retronaut". )

Flickr Account

While it's still technically "live" with 204 pictures of mine, here is a slideshow of my pictures from a few years ago.

I have no idea how long they'll let me maintain an unused account, and don't think I have enough time to sync them with my machine now. Maybe, if I could be bothered I would, but life's not as long as it sometimes seems is it?

I ought to get that gizmo for reading old dysfunctional hard drives and resurrect them directly, but seeing as I'm now at over 20,000 pictures on the current machine I have no chance of keeping up....

Welcome to the world of digital photography I guess.....

>>>>>>> sighs, but smiles<<<<<<<<


Update: I deleted them all as they were too related to the past.

My Views.

The pictures are from my living room, taken a couple of weeks ago, or so. I've hunted around those fields, but sadly no crock of gold...... I'll keep you posted if it turns up though.

No, of course I won't, that would be silly.

Questions

Gremlin, old love, I do miss you.

Edale 95

Boxing Day 95. Edale.


Staring over thirty snowed moors,
Take the mind,
Lost the paths that age brought,
Fill anew with wonders long now sought,
Now lost, now found in vistas,
Wind blown skyline,
So rare and fine,
Thirty miles or more.

Just One of the Nicest Sundays

As if I'm going to get personal and actually tell anything about the nice things that sometimes happen.

 

Take this as a sort of follow on from the last walk, in as much as this is where we would have got to if I'd kept on going past the Water Board gate....

 

Gwyn, of course.... (just such a nice shot I couldn't resist posting it.)

 

Goodbent Lodge from the road over Digley.

From here it was a good walk up on to Issues Road and into the village for a visit to the Fleece Inn for a spot of lunch....

What a lovely day though.

The Forest

 

  

(I think this was mid 1990s, but it just could be as early as 86/7 when I think about it.....I have to admit it's a much used theme. I hope I'm a bit more original these days, but to be honest it's been a while since I committed pen to paper in a creative fashion...)

The views from my new house, a couple of weeks ago when the snow was still here....

My Attempt at Joining in with "A Meme"

Bear with me on this one. I think it's original, but someone might have already beaten me to it, I just haven't seen or found it yet....

Original meme "One does not simply walk into Mordor..." As demonstrated HERE

Well, I didn't say it was actually funny or anything.

2nd Walk of the Day

Apart from the usual "constitutional" at either end of the day, Gwyn & 2e get a proper walk once a day. There might be odd exceptions, if life pans out that way, but generally that's how it works. Today, for some odd reason they got two.

 It's done it again, not posting the pictures in any kind of order, apart from "random"...

 See?

 The last time I saw this gate was probably Boxing Day 1988 while hunting the HVB. Twice, or possibly three times from the bottom of Digley up to the top of Black Hill and back again, before catching our hare right by it. Only two, or possibly three of us were present when we did. I was 21 and will never be again.

The only time I saw it before that was on a school trip from Upperthong JMI, to visit the water works. I'd more or less forgotten that this beautiful little part of the valley existed.......

 How come "Don't work with children and animals" is so true? My default "models" always do their best to pose just long enough to make me go for the shot, then move at the very last second...until just once in a while I manage something approaching a reasonable picture.....

 Another "dog's arse" picture.

 There are the ruins of a lot of old buildings up this little part of the valley. It's a curious journey of the mind to try to imagine the use of them, the people who lived & worked in them, and just how many years ago it all might have been.....

 These two don't care for memory lane though....

 Ever so random, a racing car toy on a tree branch.....

Why not?

 I am not a peeping Tom, and never take pictures of people's private space anonymously, but this comes close to being an exception. I did overcook the contrast to avoid any hint of the living space within, I just liked the simple madness of the image.

 More over-cooking, this time saturation & contrast together...

"...Then he said...and she said....and I said...but you'll never guess...."