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Photographers often completely disagree with everyone else when it comes to the weather. On bright sunny cloudless days, walking along with camera on tripod, we will often be cheerily assaulted by those dread words…”Great day for taking photographs.”
How many of us still pause before fixed-grinningly replying…”brilliant isn’t it?”
You know you will be misunderstood…thought to be a complete killjoy…if you painstakingly explain that featureless blue skies are BORING… the shadows are SO DEEP…and the sunlit areas BLOWN OUT.
Trust me, I’ve tried it.
Give us rain…give us clouds…
…give us puddles filling gutters, forming lochans…
…give us glaur so thick you can barely tell whether the arm entwined with yours belongs to your wife.
Give us hail…and stingy legs.
Give us haar that sweeps in and engulfs the city.
Give us driving snow…enough to drive us insane…
…or spirited aloft by aliens…
Or crazy colours reflecting off the cloudscape long after the sun has bid adieu…
…and wind…deliver us knots…
…among knots…
…and cold so cold that it can freeze the nipples off a Ross Fountain maiden.
In Scotland we get most of these things most of the time, just not always when we want them. Autumn is usually a pretty good monger of visual delights, so rub together your photographer hands in anticipation of a soggy but colourful season to come.
It is genuinely difficult right now to decide which coat to leave the house with…but I am really gonna miss wearing the Levi jacket I treated my 2nd teenageship to - even though it has tempted me into the evil world of double denim.
TD did DD…and he loved it.
Love these photos! Entering my umpteenth teenageship at 79, my daughter bought me a great wee denim jacket in our local charity shop which I wear to King Creosote gigs in our local hall. DD is ageless!
Amazing photos Tom. Where was the last autumn one taken, I like the railings for a sketch :)