A carnival of colour this morning. The clouds parted to expose a wonderful azure blue. The green of the evergreens shone out against the brown of their deciduous cousins. And everything was coated with layer after layer of white snow.
Friday, 18 December 2009
Thursday, 17 December 2009
Wednesday, 16 December 2009
On days like today the best thing to do is stay inside where it is warm and dry and scan old negatives. This dates back to the early eighties and shows part of the graveyard at Haworth. I seem to recall that there is a photograph of Charlotte Bronte taken in the same graveyard.
Tuesday, 15 December 2009
Monday, 14 December 2009
Thursday, 10 December 2009
I took this photo of Marsh Hall in Northowram last week during a break from all the rain. When I was young, Marsh Hall was a farmhouse and I was at school with one of the children of the family. I remember going to visit and looking out through those mullioned windows. Now it is smart, up-marked and encased in a strong wrought-iron fence. Times change.
Tuesday, 8 December 2009
As Amy and I walk around the streets we see several signs of what has been the wettest November on record. Amy navigated her way around this collapsed umbrella this morning. I started singing a song from my youth : "If I had a golden umbrella" which was recorded by Diana Decker over 50 years ago. Amy looked at me as though I was daft.
Saturday, 5 December 2009
China makes a big thing about its Great Wall and it has become a magnet for millions of tourists from around the world. We who come from the small Yorkshire village of Northowram have learnt to be a little more self-effacing about our own Great Wall which is to be found at the top end of the village. Its purpose is not to keep marauding Mongol armies at bay, but to stop a farmers' field slipping down into Shibden Valley. If you click and enlarge the photo you can get a sense of scale from the normal size wall that runs alongside the Great Wall.
Friday, 4 December 2009
Today Amy and I walked along the hilltop overlooking Shibden Valley. This is only about a mile away from Shibden Park which featured in some of my photographs earlier this week. About 50 years ago, my brother and I decided to put together a slideshow presentation about Halifax. I remember that a photograph taken from this point was the opening shot and it carried the title of the presentation : "Halifax : Devils Cauldron Or Cradle Of The Arts"
During my visit to Shibden Park earlier this week I went to see the miniature railway which has been there since I was a young man. The line still crosses over the little river which later feeds the boating lake. It is out of season and therefore there was no trains to see. I must return in the Spring.
Wednesday, 2 December 2009
The Union Cross Hotel is the oldest pub in Halifax. Dating back to the sixteenth century, it was originally known as "The Cross" and it was named after the market cross which was to be found on the other side of the road. The "Union" label was added in the 18th century, at a time when the union between England and Scotland was under pressure from the Jacobite Rebellion.
Tuesday, 1 December 2009
The rain stopped today, although if the weather forecast is to be believed, in is a brief interlude rather than a cessation. Amy and I took the opportunity of visiting Shibden Park which is a few miles from where we live. Today's picture shows Shibden Hall, the Tudar house which in the nineteenth century was famously the home of Ann Lister. No doubt the rain will keep us near to home for the next few days, so you can expect more pictures of our outing to Shibden.