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Still Life With Peruvian Lily and Figs

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My task this time around was to create a still life with elements that are autumn related but are usually not used for conventional autumn images. I happened to have some lovely supermarket bought red alstroemerias in my vase. I googled them and found out they are commonly called "Peruvian lily" and  that they flower till November, which makes them very much an autumn flower. This is one of the things I like the most about blogging - learning through research. I learn something with every single post and that fills me with a great sense of purpose. Figs I was reminded about over on the Little Birdie blog. Jen, who is one of my favourite bloggers, was making a cake with figs that were in season. I love the colour of this sort of figs - beautiful deep purple on the outside and lovely coral red inside. I thought they went really well with the red Peruvian lily both in shape and colour. Since my last still life was quite a complex one I decided to keep this one simple and con

Autumn on the Haworth Moor

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When we left Ponden Hall on Saturday morning, 17th October, G was ready to go back home, and I could not wait to wander around Haworth and go for a walk up on the moor. It was around 10 o'clock and the village was still quiet and sleepy. I had never been to Haworth that early in the morning. I am not an early riser and it takes me an hour and half to get here from Leeds. I watched how the streets slowly filled with people - locals taking their dogs for a walk or just out on errands; visitors like me; tourists who are abundant in Haworth at weekends.... My main intention was to take some autumn shots. It was a mild, a little damp and overcast morning which meant diffused, easily manageable, but plain lighting. My first destination was, of course, the Parsonage Cemetery. It was quiet. Even the crows were not to be heard. The only sound came from recent rain drops falling off tree branches and from drifts of fallen leaves whirling around on tomb stones in the light wind. This im