These photographs aren't mine, sad to say. There are more, too. My attempts at night photography were doomed by incompetence: at dusk, I went out and photographed the rising moon. Then I went in to find my tripod. I turned the house upside down, but couldn't find it, so all my photos were taken with a little camera that flashes at night, no matter how much you change the settings.
It was a wonderful clear night, and the moon shone in her own colours for a brief time. Here is the full moon rising, over my veg patch ..
A thing of shreds and patches - "Now I happen to have rather a feeling about patchwork. Real patchwork, I mean. I am the proud possessor of one which was made for me by an old lady of eig...
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