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« Reply #255 on: 09:04:24, 20-12-2007 » |
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Thanks, A. The joy of term ending yesterday (hurrah) is that rather than marching into school to crack on, I can take time to explore parts of the Ridge I don't usually walk through. Having woken at the same time as normal and seeing there had been a heavy frost, I thought I'd head outside with the new camera. Before the sun rose, the trees that huddle together at the top of St Catherine's Hill looked quite ghostly.  Just seen your photo, A. Lovely stuff - just the morning for a coastal walk. |
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« Reply #256 on: 09:13:32, 20-12-2007 » |
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Great pictures IGI! I love the muted tones. Gorgeous.
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« Reply #257 on: 09:37:51, 20-12-2007 » |
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Before the sun rose, the trees that huddle together at the top of St Catherine's Hill looked quite ghostly.
Would that be http://www.megalithic.co.uk/article.php?sid=4736 ? |
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« Reply #258 on: 09:39:18, 20-12-2007 » |
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That's the one, db!  |
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« Reply #259 on: 09:49:01, 20-12-2007 » |
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IGI and Ron - fab! I know *exactly* where you were taking those shots, IGI, and it's making me a tad homesick - even though I only live 75 miles away. Hampshire boy, through and through, I is. Oh well, I'll be there in a few days for Chrimbo (Hampshire for 'Christmas').  |
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« Reply #260 on: 10:20:49, 20-12-2007 » |
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Incidentally, since Ron was born on the Isle of Wight before its relocation to Dorset, he could be said to be a Hampshire boy too....
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« Reply #261 on: 10:21:30, 20-12-2007 » |
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Hampshire boy, through and through, I is.
Me too, on a technicality, Bournemouth still being within the Hampshire borders (just) when I was born!  |
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« Reply #262 on: 14:07:57, 20-12-2007 » |
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Misty around Carrot Hill yesterday, too:  (You may be able to see that the field in the foreground has been recently ploughed, but the soil is very dark, and fairly wet, so it doesn't have much definition in the half-light.) |
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« Reply #263 on: 16:52:46, 20-12-2007 » |
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That's an atmospheric sky there, Ron. At the risk of adding to martle's homesickness, here are some photos I took from a walk through the Water Meadows this morning, heading for a fruitless rush for presents around town which ultimately led to a tedious journey into Southampton to do battle with the crowds there...   And here's one of the characters I met along the way ( shame I cut the very top of his head off, but I like the sparkling river)  |
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« Reply #264 on: 16:56:24, 20-12-2007 » |
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Just lovely, IGI.  |
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« Reply #265 on: 20:56:05, 20-12-2007 » |
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Southampton is uninspiring, isn't it? A genuine Saxon town, with nothing to show. As a 1950s post Blitz, it is quite as dreary as Plymouth and Exeter, with a magnificent position, which it does not show to any advantage.
The photos are lovely, IGI, cold to look at, but not as cold as Ron's.
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« Reply #266 on: 22:13:36, 20-12-2007 » |
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And here's one of the characters I met along the way ( shame I cut the very top of his head off, but I like the sparkling river) I like his bow wave! Lovely photos, all of them. |
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« Reply #267 on: 22:27:21, 20-12-2007 » |
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Southampton is uninspiring, isn't it? It does have one saving grace, though, being the hometown of  |
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« Reply #268 on: 22:33:46, 20-12-2007 » |
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The photos are lovely, IGI, cold to look at, but not as cold as Ron's.
They're smashing, Iggy! Here's an even colder one from this evening: |
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« Reply #269 on: 22:44:47, 20-12-2007 » |
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Ron, that`s an absolute beaut. Love it love it!
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