About this blog:
A semi-random collection of pictures of various things in various places at various times - updated daily unless & until I run out of material...
All shots are taken by me and almost all with a Canon Powershot G9. As yet, I have no extra equipment or lenses to go with the camera, but I'm hoping this will change soon...
This is my main blog. For my art 'swaps', see:
here
About Quango-Bingo:
This is a simple game played by two or more people where words or phrases are 'traded' in turn by players.
Rules:
- All words/ phrases must have two syllables
- The second syllable must be an 'o' sound
- Repetition and hesitation are not allowed
For such a simple game, it can get quite tricky - especially if a lot of people are involved.
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Quango-Bingo Travels: France, March 2012 - Day 2 (continued): Textures and Patterns
Featuring lichen on a terracotta roof, the remains of Team A’s nest from last year, star-shaped nails on the greenhouse door and soot in the wood-burner.
Aside from miniature worlds and tiny beasties, I really love finding patterns, textures and shapes when I’m out with my camera. I really think that, when you get in close, things take on a whole new aspect. Truly magical.
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Crash
More from the archives of Quango-Bingo. This one really does bear zooming in on. It’s not often that you get to see the delicate feather structure of tiny birds.
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The texture and the shape
This post is dedicated to all you wonderful people who have welcomed me back after my break. I have been through all your (many!) comments and they have made me feel so loved. You guys are all so very ace.
Thank you.
Bob x
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Jigsawed
This one’s for Mr A - a man who appreciates a good wall when he sees one.
For those not in the know, the dry stone method of making walls dates back over 3,000 years and is at once beautifully simple and incredibly difficult. At high altitudes, where trees and bushes are few and far between (and susceptible to sheep-related peril) field boundaries can be tricky - unless you live in an area where rocks are easy to come by and you have an eye for jigsaw puzzles.
No mortar is used in building the walls - just the rocks themselves, which are stacked in such a way as to fit snugly against each other. It takes a skilled eye to pick out the right rock from a pile of (on the face of it) very similar rocks and slot it into place. You also have to know where to put the tie stones and cope stones to ensure the wall’s stability.
Hats off to the dry stone wallers - good work, people!
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The humble cabbage
… right before it got chopped and fried in butter with pepper, nutmeg, pine kernels and double cream (bacon, too, if I’d gone the whole hog…)
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