Nightmares on Wax. April 2014
The Molecatchers’ Handiwork
I happened across this grisly sight while out in the country a few miles from my house. Moles are seen as a pest by farmers (blamed for spreading Listeria amongst cattle and decreasing crop yield). I felt genuinely sad as moles are cute little blighters. If you want to know exactly how ruthless the molecatcher had been…I counted twenty-three strung along this fence.
Watson. 5th April 2014
Sometimes he moves as I’m trying to take his picture. This time he decided to have a good old lick just as I pressed the shutter release :)
10pm Brotton. England, UK
Just messing about really. There’s been a mist for the last couple of evenings and I just wanted to take advantage. Self portrait I suppose. The neighbours think I’m a weirdo.
I fell for the April Fool but on the 2nd April GMT! In the UK, if you play a trick after midday on the 1st April, that makes you the fool! Unlucky Tumblr, you lose!
My first ever trip to do some urban exploration led us to an abandoned cinema in a city in the north-east of England.
The old bar was the highlight of the trip. The light into this room was just fantastic. Ferns and moss growing from the floor. An old glass milk bottle resting on the bar and that old tub chair in the foreground…
Small Dog. Big Lake.
My dog, Watson, looking out after his stick after I deliberately threw it in the water to try and get him to swim! I love how he is “on point” looking out over the water.
Chaffinch. Kielder Forest, March 2014
When I was a teenager, I was a pretty keen birdwatcher. A friend and I used to go out whenever possible with our binoculars and see what we could find. We often used to go to a small wood near where we lived and get excited over the potential of a rustle or noise in a hedgerow or tree. More often than not, we’d end up cursing that it was another, “Bloody, f***ing Chaffinch”. So last weekend, I saw lots of BFCs and it brought my teenage memories flooding back. Beautiful birds and I loved this shot I managed to grab.