Sun, sand, and ...

... some hope! Didn't get any of either.

Apologies for the deafening silence, dear reader.

It's been quite a summer involving some considerable bush-clearance, a head on car crash, no one hurt but subsequent legal action for injuries (Don't ask), an attempt to bend French veterinary regulations (Don't ask again. It was unsuccessful, anyway), and a panic over my book manuscript.

Unfortunately it involved rather less photography, though I did get some 'before' and 'after' shots.

This ...

... contrasting with ...

4 days work. And that was just one corner of a very jungly smallholding. There is, in fact, a brick building in the brambles behind the greenhouse to the left. I couldn't quite fight through to it. Ah well ... on the next visit ...

Thanks for your e-mails of concern, folks. Things are now back on an even keel (though the brambles are growing like fury again) and I'll get back to blogging. Greatly preferable to bush clearance.

Actually, I don't want to give the impression that I didn't manage to take any other photographs over the past months. One great thing about photography is that, if you keep your eyes open, you can grab shots wherever you are and whatever you're doing.

In Calais harbour, at one point in the yo-yoing between Switzerland and UK, I spotted this cheeky little character puttering in ...


at the same time as these guys were barrelling out ...

Another great contrast.