I have a friend, a cyber friend who I’ve never met , but somehow I feel we have walked down the same path, not at the same time, but yes, definitely the same path somewhere at sometime, whether this is because our roots grew in the same soil, the compassion for animals or what, who knows.
The inspiration for this post comes from this friend, and their blog Every Picture Tells One. The stories attached to each of the photos, for me really makes them come alive and I hope I can portray the same feeling from some of mine here.
There isn’t much in this photo, apart from a dog who stole my heart. I’d gone down to South Wales with a group of friends for a weekend off roading. The 1st day was spent trundling down green lanes, Harry my dog bouncing about in the back of my Discovery, barking at the sheep in the fields. The 2nd day, I left the group to more green laning, deciding H would much prefer a walk on the beach at Pendine Sands. This photo makes me smile, he was actually mid role, but it looks like he’s sun bathing. Alone with my beloved dog, on a deserted beach, in beautiful weather, who could ask for more!!!
This photo was taken in the Champagne region of France. A group of Land Rover Discovery owners (we called ourselves Friends.Of DiscoverieS),we had decided on a long weekend visiting the chateaux & cellars of Champagne, I’ve always been more into red wine myself, but I still tagged along for the trip. As far as the eye could see were the vinyards belonging to the famous names of well know Champagne producers. The senses this photo evoke to me are still fresh in my mind, stepping from the motor, the fresh, clear air was exhilarating, the vast amount of visible sky was stunning, the warmth from the sun relaxing. A memorable day captured forever in a photo.
This was taken in Port Ellen on Islay, one of the islands of the Inner Hebrides, Scotland. Another trip with the FODS, this time we were touring the Distilleries of Islay (No I’m not an alcoholic). The yacht in the photo belonged to a couple I got talking to, they’d bought it to travel with, spending 6 months of the year doing just that, having just spent a few days on Islay, they were setting off for their next adventure. I watched them go with a longing to do the same, after not long getting the news that my beloved Harry had died.
Cleeve Hill You may already of read about this special place earlier on my blog. This photo was taken on a bitterly cold day in March 2009. My two daughters and my one month old grandson are in this photo. It is always windy here, it shows in the way the tree has grown, but looking at this photo you can almost feel the wind biting through every bone in your body. We later made our way off the hills and into the warmth of a cosy little pub in Broadway for a welcome warming lunch.
Shell, my eldest daughter & Phil (not quite son in law), live near Portsmouth, they own a RIB, quite a fast one too. This photo is of a group of rocks called The Needles, Isle of Wight on one of our trips over to the island. The speed of this RIB is unbelievable, exhilarating YES, but make sure everything you have on you is safely stashed away safe and your arms are entwined round the grab rails. Shell had flip flops on this day, suddenly she shouts STOP THE BOAT!!!! with the RIB bouncing over the waves and us out of our seats, she’d bounced out of her flip flop, luckily, it had slipped through the drain holes on the deck, into the outboard engine bay.
My grandson Louis. Both his parents are avid mountain bikers, and not letting the birth of their son stop them cycling they bought a ‘charriot’ for baby Louis to travel in that attached to one of their bikes. This was the photo of an oblivious mud splattered Louis on return, he’d slept through the whole ride.
My family, I love this photo, taken on top of the Malverns on 11th October 2010, a slightly warmer day than recent visits. Left to Right: Jasper, Tony, Sal, Deb with Louis, Shell and Robin. It was Tonys’ 65th birthday, we had a lovely walk, followed by a pub grub lunch.
Inspired by a photo posted by Pix & Kardz of a silhouette on a beach, here are my 2 dogs on our holiday in Somerset last September (2011). This photo was taken at Blue Anchor Bay and although it gives the impression of being late in the day, it was only about 5pm. We’d just travelled down to our holiday cottage, dumping our luggage and immediately going for a walk on the beach.