On the left, the view directly* out of the bedroom window showing the hillside beyond the garden. I’m trying to take pictures of green stuff – trees, shrubs, plants and landscape – which clearly distinguish what’s what. Too often in my landscape pictures the leaves of a plant in the foreground seem to smoodge into the blob of trees behind it. In the real world we use our eye’s ability to focus on individual items closer or further away; separating them out doesn’t cause us any difficulty. I took this picture one morning because the mist makes the background layers progressively lighter; and then it reminded me of the watercolour on the right that’s reproduced in James Ravilious: A Life, a biography by his wife, Robin Ravilious.
*(see previous post)
A Bad Guide 
“Separating them out doesn’t cause us any difficulty”. Ha ha. You should try being short-sighted and, with age, needing more and more light to see the details of any damn thing. But I appreciate the upbeat approach of “us”, it makes me feel as if I belong although I don’t.
No, we belong together. I’ve recently been suffering bouts of shortsightedness. I had to buy glasses with three different focal lengths. They cost me 7,000 NOK at Specsavers and still I can hardly read subtitles off the telly (ironical English subtitles, because deaf).
I miss our interactions on fb, Stu. I hope you’re surviving without me.
Well I like that ! Vanishing from one day to the next, leaving us to wring our hands and speculate (this last bit was fun, though, I have to admit). Olinda reported sightings on Twitter, she had a theory that you had joined a clandestine cause for the good of Norwegian fauna (or something like that, I can’t remember the details).Otherwise we exchanged views on white asparagus and Sparky. Casual remarks by Nicolas revealed that he was in touch, and I saw comments at LH.
No, your exit took the sparkle out of FB for me. It was rather a surprise to find that now small amounts of it are adequate, since I was rather OBSESSED with the to-and-fro.
Do give my love to Sparks. Nicolas & I passed a lot of emails back & forth in order to get the cover of his Kindle publication right. It was only fixed in the end by trial & error, a primitive working method for the richest man in the world (Bezos not Buchele).
I’m glad you can manage on small doses of fb. In the end, I gave up even Twitter and Instagram. For me it was all or nothing and the garden here has benefitted from the extra time I’ve spent on it. It’s all lost during the winter of course. Next spring I’ll be back where I started. Nothing lasts forever. Although perhaps even nothing won’t last forever.
Of course nothing won’t last forever ! The Big Bang proves that – if you leave aside theories about a universe with eternally contracting and expanding phases with no nothing in between, and other stuff like that.
At least gardens have the decency to die in winter. FB is like a shrivelled rose that refuses to shed its petals. Washington is on course to dead-head it.
Yes, I’ve gotten less and less interested in FB — I still check it once a day, but in a cursory fashion. I’m delighted A Bad Guide has been revived, especially with such enchantingly green posts!
Next come the orange, and then the white posts.
A few pink and orange posts would be pleasant.
Someone who doesn’t automatically rule them out as an option. I can often do a p&o sunset pic.
“I hope you’re surviving without me.”
Life is different now. Stephen Ellcock also seems to have disappeared from the face of Facebook.
Why not try some watercolour yourself, Jeremy?
I’m trying to take pictures of green stuff
Incidentally, there is a lot of brown in the grassy slopes. Was summer too hot?
Stephen Ellcock also seems to have disappeared from the face of Facebook.
Wow. What a shame. I wonder why. Perhaps he’s still on Instagram or was it Twitter.
I used to enjoy making watercolours on those smallish pads that are stuck down all around the perimeter so you don’t have to stretch the paper before you start. What a good idea.
Yes, it didn’t rain for 3 months and all the grass was brown. The drought also killed off the moss and the brown you see now is mostly dead moss. I’m hoping the grass will come back there.