wandering with a headful of Jimmy Smith
..a balmy Saltburn summer evening with friends
This is arguably the worst photograph I have posted on this blog but I love it. I arrived home a few days ago and have been keen to try and capture this image. Unfortunately I don’t really have any experience of photographing the night sky and have been unable to practice because the skies have been completely clouded-out since arriving home. Tonight’s sky was cloudless but I only had a limited time to try and capture an image before the moon rose. The green dot in the middle of the image is Comet 46P/Wirtanen.
The Key of Joy is disobedience.
Near, at Huntly Nabb, the shore (which for a long way together has lain open) now rises into high rocks; and here and there, at the bottom of the rocks; lie great stones of several sizes so exactly form’d round by nature that one would think them bullets cast by some Artist for the great Guns. If you break them, you find, within, stony Serpents wreathed up in Circles, but generally without heads.
Camden’s Britannia 1586. Translation & edition of 1722 by Gibson