A sweet September smile, before thoughts of many of your blogs had a power surge in my head whilst tackling cycle therapy today. Yes, many of you reach my daily life!!
And the infant lightbulb above me spoke of my own blog...and then, questioning myself; 'What the hell do you think of my blog???'
I have no fear, and accept the pitfalls, the fact that I'm writing in the same room as many, but against that wall the juts out and minimises my presence. I can hear the chatter, view the gossip, chuckle at the side comments, swoon at some, and drool over others...I am happy to be in the room, in my little space, on my warm burgundy cushion, and at times...listening-in and looking-out.
So many of you are good people, thank you.
As I heal my spine, little by little, I hope I'm learning too.
I can't live....with or without you...
[U2]
Well now, onto a subject I've not 'touched' on before...and is not one I delve into often, but let me explain what I cannot explain...
As you know from my blog...I use the Marriott's Way out of Norwich, and often take photos...covering most of it over the course of a summer. But there is one stretch, near Attlebridge, which is constantly cast in pine forested darkness, like a nightclub by day...ghostly - intense...and like so much is going on but nothing is ever seen.
A feeling hits me, as if I've come at the wrong time...every single time!
In May I constantly photographed two pretty darn fine rhododendron's only to find hours later that the image was blurred. Never being put-off, I tried again, and again...and the Canon camera failed to get any decent image, in varying weather conditions. So, I took two phone camera's and tried in July...and once more, a curious blurring was all that could be seen. A tripod, fencing post, ground gave stability, but still the blurring occurred. In late July I finally got a new Samsung digital camera thinking this would finally clear the image. And to my amazement, the batteries, (still new), died on me. So I continued towards Reepham, and as I switched on, ...yes of course the batteries were fine again. Just a blip I thought, Lawson's law!
So returning home, I stopped in the dense, sun-filtered pine forest for another go...and blow it, it was out cold.
Over the following days, and weeks, I tried in vain...it jammed once, died once, and went blurred or became so dark on the other occasions...my family advised me to stop it, forget it. So I duly did just that.
I have no explanation...and just wonder, why this should be?
All photos in the wood, just 20 or so meters up or down from the said spot, are fine and clear.
Now I'm lonely, now I'm weak, sleep awaits, until the next...
