Spring days on foot

Rough start to the weekend here with a major ptsd incident bright on by a bad combination of issues with the grump gaslighting me and news regaining a adult child that I'm a godparent to being in various and sickening crimes that they face the courts for.

Given some of things that happened to me as a child trust remains a major issue especially around grown ups as I spent time with an aunt yesterday talking stuff through.

Officially we're in spring now so it's a bit warmer again which helps when it comes to getting out as ice and walking don't mix with me at all.

 Sometimes you just come across things when you happen to be out aided no doubt for more tuned into nature, rather less on techno and groan up things and that is where this nice picture comes in as just happening to be passing thinking to myself "This looks good", quickly framing it up old school style with twin finger actions.

At a more technical level I did stretch the lens out to 114mm (in 35mm film terms) to fill the frame better and soften the background a little and corrected the colour in Roxio but otherwise it is 'as is'.
Just obscured by the tree, there is a very famous North Staffordshire landmark that is the home of a certain running event and playing a central place in establishment of the form of Methodist Christian teaching known as "Primitive Methodism" which shaped much of our region. 

Life on the hoof

 

Just before I'd normally be orf this week here's this weeks post.You know this is so me as I just adore horses and ponies spending hours petting and talking with them to the point of begging folk to stop the car so I get out to them in the fields.

My brother was wild about horses, still is, taking part in gymkhanas and other competitions spending hours on horseback and subscribing to the Horse and Hound magazine and has a fair bit to do with the Arab Horse society, doing photography for some big cheeses. 

I spend quite bit of my time with him and share the same love of country life and its routines.