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Triplets at Bradleyfield

8/3/2021

Triplets at Bradleyfield. A lamb nuzzles its mother's teat and waggles its tail as it feeds. Triplets born before Atlantic lows and the severe gales forecast for later in the week.
In the further pasture, deep crimson and yellow markings on the ewes' rumps tell the farmer the dates they were tupped and when he may expect they'll give birth.

Pink-footed Geese Flying North on Migration

5/3/2021

A laughing call from a fringe of trees beyond Kendal Race Course. A green woodpecker is clamorous, his call accompanying us for some while, fainter and fainter.
I’ve walked all the last week, still days when sound carries. Today, chevrons of geese were flying North, high above Scout Scar escarpment and the Lyth Valley.

Frost and a temperature inversion: Scout Scar

3/3/2021

Cloud to the cliff top, Scout Scar

Spectacular weather this last week. High pressure brings a sharp overnight frost, followed by sun. By late morning it’s been warm enough to sit and contemplate cloudscapes and the beguiling mist that has hovered about the Lyth Valley, sometimes rising and pouring over Scout Scar escarpment and enveloping me in veils of silence, silence because I find myself alone when fog surrounds me. Firm frozen ground thaws into mud during the morning.

Scout Scar: mist and cloudscapes

1/3/2021

Burnbarrow Scar, left. Morecambe Bay in the distance

A hard overnight frost lingered in frost-pockets during the early morning. Skylark sang and when I reached Scout Scar escarpment I saw billowing mist down in the Lyth Valley. Clouds of drifting mist, rising from the floodwaters, wreathed into the woods and elusive, dispersing and thickening once again. Fascinating to watch, whether it makes interesting photographs is for you to consider.

Scout Scar escarpment and the Lyth Valley, in fog

27/2/2021

Scout Scar escarpment, all else lost in mist

Landmarks are gone, swallowed whole in mist and low cloud. It is disorientating. We read a landscape, read a route by looking ahead for what is to come, for known features. With only the ground at our feet and a hundred yards around us we focus and think detail. Senses are heightened. The morning is silent and still and sound carries, natural sounds. Nuthatch call in the wood below the escarpment. I hear the ewes of Barrowfield Farm, lost to view.

Skylark on Scout Scar and Cunswick Fell

25/2/2021

Cunswick Fell

Skylark and lapwing were displaying on Scout Scar earlier this week. So I hoped to find them once more. A bright and sunny day, with dramatic cloudscapes.
Skylark sang on Scout Scar, chasing each other, seeing rivals off a territory each hoped to claim. Soaring in song.
Three buzzards sighted over the escarpment, I was told. No sign of the lapwing I'd seen displaying three days ago. So, to Cunswick Fell.

Heralding Spring: skylark, lapwing and hazel flowers

21/2/2021

Male skylark returned to the uplands to breed

Winter seems endless in lockdown. Biting cold followed by rain. Spring comes late to the Cumbrian uplands and how welcome it will be.

Sunday is a day of mist and low cloud, of hazy sun. But there is sun and Scout Scar suddenly pulses with life, seemingly out of nowhere.
A hint of skylark in the air and now they’re all about me, standing proud on a low outcrop of rocks, bursting into song flight.

Sunrise

13/2/2021

Sunrise 7.15 am. 12 February

February 12th. A beautiful sunrise on a cold morning. By 7.15 am it seemed as if the sunrise spectacular was over. Then over an hour later there was a pattern of cumulus cloud and mackerel sky, in gold.
A beautiful day on Scout Scar. Snow gone from the escarpment but visible on the distant fells.

Snow now and then

10/2/2021

Light icing on Scout Scar escarpment. Snow-fells to the north

Beads of snow bounce off windowsills, grauples ricochet. Snowflakes light as air float through sunlit branches, all ways. Fat white snowflakes go on quests, avoiding touch-down. The ways of snow, all ways and always.

‘‘ Light icing in white,’ said weatherman Tomasz Shafernaker. Icing in white, naturally. Kew Gardens – 5, -6 , -7 on the night of February 10th. The coldest night for 25 years.

Eider Duck of tidal race and maelstrom

31/1/2021

Eider and gannet off Point of Ayre

Vardo, north-east Norway. Spring-Equinox 2006

Driving snow struck me full in the face. The snow plough tipped its load into the harbour close by an old, timbered building where a noisy colony of kittiwake prepared to nest on a ledge, their heads white as snow. A raft of eider began its courtship display: King Eider, Steller’s Eider, Common Eider.

Scout Scar Panorama

25/1/2021

From Scout Scar escarpment, looking north.

'It's about more than exercise, isn't it?' he offered. ' It's of the spirit.'
A panorama of sunlit, snowclad fells encompassed Scout Scar. Light on the horizon.
Yesterday the highlight was rime-ice and detail, the nearer view. Today, the ground was compacted hard in trampled snow and ice. Trees had shed their rime-ice and looked sombre.
Light on the horizon. Later in the morning the pastures of the Lyth Valley were sunlit green.

Save the Skylark

24/1/2021

Hawthorn with rime-ice, Scout Scar escarpment

RIME ICE on trees and flowers

‘Have you seen the cuckoo yet?’ He made me laugh. Ewes huddle about their feeder, pawing the snow to reach grass. ‘Don’t the trees look beautiful.’ We must have met before. He’s local, he loves the place and he’s a looker. Being a looker is about responding to the day, being curious.

Snowflake studies

23/1/2021

Snowflakes and a hydrangea flower

Jackdaw called to each other as they flew through the falling snow.
Light snowfall settled on garden trees, making them seem light and airy.
I hoped to photograph fresh-fallen snowflakes, to show their six-point stars, their symmetry. I need, and do not have, a special photo-microscope. From the moment of touch-down something of their geometric structure is lost. But here is snowfall, fresh and light. Perfect conditions for photographing snowflakes.

Snow on Scout Scar

15/1/2021

Looking north, the fells lost in mist

Snow came overnight from the north-east, patterning the face of the out-take wall approaching Scout Scar. The Howgills lie snow-white and sculptural. Fells to the north and west are lost in mist and low cloud. Mist rises from the Lyth Valley and toward Morecambe Bay the estuary and the sea gleam as the sun casts a soft gold over the sky. The panorama of snow-clad fells is hidden but Scout Scar escarpment lies sunlit under snow, and that is rare.

Drunken blackbirds and The Northern Lights

13/1/2021

What birds had I seen today, I was asked by a local couple. They had found a handful of fieldfare on Helsington Barrows. I was returning from the spot but had missed them. We spoke of garden birds, of blackbirds and the January hungry gap. Blackbirds had gorged on their rowan berries back in early autumn, perhaps as early as August. He had seen a blackbird eating twenty rowan berries, then crashing into their windows in intoxicated flight. He must have seen my scepticism and they assured me it is so. Drunken blackbirds?

New Year Moon

10/1/2021

From behind the Scots Pines the full moon rises radiant on a cold, clear night. Scintillae of light sparkle somewhere in the freezing air, somewhere between the moon and me there are spiculae, ice-particles only my camera can see. Then she appears in a corona of blue. The moon looks down upon us with serene gaze. I am curious of her mysteries.
At midnight, she illuminates stairs to the skylight where I open the window and look out upon her.

Kendal Castle in snow

8/1/2021

Kendal Castle as snow falls

Snow-cloud gathered to the east and blotted out the fells. Slowly, gently the snow came in the afternoon. Snowflakes floated in the air, snowflakes so light and airy they rose and fell in a swirl.
Stay at home is the Government's urgent plea as the NHS comes under unprecedented pressure during the pandemic. There are ice warnings so stay at home makes sound sense. Stay at home and find a project. Mine today is weather-watching and to see what I might photograph from home.

Jay in winter

4/1/2021

Jay and withering January fruits

One spring, I came upon a young jay that had fallen from the nest. And watched the brood learning to fly. This winter, I often hear a jay in these same trees as I walk to Scout Scar.
A jay visits our gardens. With lockdown 3 here is a challenge.
Photograph the garden jay in good light, all aspects and details of plumage.
Is it the same jay who comes to the garden?
The breeding season is not far off. Will this bird find a mate and raise young here in our gardens?
Find where he spends the night.

New Year's Day on Scout Scar

1/1/2021

Looking north, from Scout Scar escarpment

New Year's Day and the panorama from Scout Scar is beautiful. And beguiling. The flow of cloud, of light and shadow, makes it difficult to be sure of what you're seeing.
Cloud or fell? The word cloud means both crag, fell and atmosphere - all in the mix.
To the North, sunlight confers a warm glow on the fells. The woods below Scout Scar show in warm colour, with a hatching of shadows to distinguish the crown of individual trees in the canopy. Snow on the distant fells, the ground hard and a keen frost.

At full moon

31/12/2020

Full moon rising, 30 December 2020

At home in sequential lockdowns during 2020, we take much pleasure in the beauty of sunrise and sunset, in moonlight and in rainbows. And we share the joy they bring with our neighbours. Our horizons shrink, our freedoms are curtailed but the natural world has grandeur and splendour and it is there for everyone.
So at sunrise and sundown I'm eager to see what these winter days may bring.