Better when you can’t see it all?

Frustrated that I didn’t get any good pictures of our brief blizzard, I’m going to switch my attention to my real favourite weather feature, mist.


I’ve written before about my mixed feelings about Bedgebury. I love woodland when it feels ancient and mysterious, but there are bits of the Pinetum that seem more like they have been freshly flat-packed out of Ikea.

What a difference a bit of mist makes, though:


Those who study photographic composition talk of mist as an example of what is called aerial perspective. This is anything like smoke, haze or mist that covers over things in an image making it harder to see parts of it. We like to look a it because it makes a flat image look more 3d- closer things have less aerial perspective than those far away. It also creates shape patterns which are unpredictable and therefore mysterious.


Lecture over, here are some more pictures.










Back home with the familiar for New Year

After cheekily pushing this blog away from home in my last post, I’m back in town in three of my favourite and possibly over-familar spots.

My challenge in today’s rush around as ever was to photograph them in new ways:

Dunorlan this morning:







The Rock House at Sunset:



The Rocks tonight: