I know, the picture is nothing at all to do with the waterfront, with the exception that I took it on the way to it. I promised myself that I would take a photo of something that I wouldn’t normally grab. I find myself strangely drawn to it, perhaps its the detail in the basket?
When I take a picture like this (by which I mean in quite tight to the subject) I’m reminded that I don’t always have to take a long shot, and that getting in close so that I don’t have to use the digital zoom, giving high quality.
These last couple of mornings I’ve tried to take a picture of the Christmas tree on the mast of HMS Warrior. They have been very noisy;
I won’t criticise Apple, I was operating at the extreme end of the cameras range. I should probably take my main camera.
There quite a contrast between yesterday, I commented on how quiet the roads were; practically no cars, and no ship movements. Whereas, this morning there were cars on the road, there were pilot cutters moving around, the Whitonia, one of the bunkering ships came in not long after the Baltic spirit went out and just as I was leaving the waterfront, the Mon St Michell was coming in. That’s in addition to the normal ferry movements.
The rest of this mornings walk was uneventful.
I want to talk a little bit about Fantasy Holidays. I have written about them in the past. Only one post though, 60/365 (probably should have been 366) was entirely about fantasy holiday’s I keep it on facebook, no particular reason. I have friends and family who are only on FB, and I wouldn’t want to deprive them of my writings, assuming they enjoy them.
The Fantasy Holiday that has just finished, was for the most part fairly straightforward, there are fifty states, and we visited forty eight of them, that fitted nicely in to the year. It’s proving to be not quite so easy to organise the next Fantasy Holiday – a tour of the UK.