The Four Horse-Chestnuts of the Apocalypse

I know, they aren't Horse Chestnuts. We went for our first walk of British Summer Time on Sunday. While quite blustery, and despite a couple of short showers, we enjoyed some fantastic sunshine, which really helped to reassure that Spring is on its way!

Redcar Wind Farm

Some consider them a blot on the landscape, but I actually quite like the aesthetics of a wind turbine.

Blanket

Apologies for the single photo postings, I can only blame the weather last night for ensuring I stayed in the house and had a little time to run through some older shots. This one is the last of the sunlight, catching the hillside in high Teesdale.

The Road to Hartforth

I just love the winding roads that thread through the countryside on the edges of the Dales. 

Light like a painting.

The only passable landscape shot from a trip to Mallerstangdale a couple of weeks ago. While heavily overcast, the lighting gave a very atmospheric feel to the bleak landscape of this part of the Yorkshire Dales.

That Buttermere Tree

Having a look through some older files last night, and came across this unprocessed version of the Buttermere Tree. I'm starting to get excited about the four day weekend and the prospect of some time in the Lakes.

Richmond Castle by Moonlight

An evening jaunt under some clear skies took me to the Castle In Richmond. Once 11pm had passed, the lights on the keep were turned off, and allowed for some long exposures to draw out the smooth lighting from the moon. The light pollution from town gives a golden glow to the keep, which I quite like, and in a strange way, is reminiscent of the temple at Amritsar.

Long forgot

I don't often get chance to look back over older shots, to see if I have missed any that would be worth a process. However, a second glance at this one caught my eye, purely for the light catching the lower fells. I can't quite remember where, but this was taken in summer in the Lake District

The Forbidden Temple

An exciting evening jaunt with a friend saw us tracking down a Temple, which is seemingly one of the few un-photographed treasures in the country. Barely a photo exists of this building, and then it seems though the last time it was photographed was in the late 70s. I can't say too much about its location, but it is a fantastic building, and the clear North Yorkshire skies did us proud.

Not the right time of year...

This angle of Durham has got Autumn written all over it. Even in summer, when the trees are fully laden with leaves, I think this will make a much more pleasant shot. Nevertheless, as it was only the second time I had visited Durham, and the first time with my camera. I thought it worthwhile to try my hand at this oft-captured scene.