December Dawn

Strangely I had just finished editing this shot of the sunrise today, both in colour and B&W before I visited other blogs (mark). I did the usual colour edit but thought it might also look good in B&W on a different aesthetic level, coupled with the fact it might be slightly unexpected to do a bright sunrise in B&W? I to say I think I prefer the B&W, B&W in general has it's claws into me now for some reason!

High Tide

This second shot is an improvement on the first thanks toMR MEADER
see comments.

Splash in the Sun

Cobbled Together

New Born

30 seconds old or is it young? Born November 29th in 3 degrees above freezing at the Tairlaw bridge. I do have shots from beginning to end but I thought I'd preserve the ladies dignity.hand-held in poor light

Harbour Views

Ándale! Ándale! Arriba! Arriba

Up in five hours so it needs to be quick :)

Ailsa Craig

At last a change in the light... still on the flat side but not so much that it requires a B&W conversion. Thought the truth be told I wish it was.... B&W rocks at the moment love it!!

Test Trial

Tried something new here, a blend of two shots no bluring done while editing,! not sure if it works or not? So don't be shy in coming forward if you think it's crap :)

By The Loch

Ye Banks and Breas

oh bonnie Doon. Another shot with a Burns connection (see previous post) the river Doon features in poem and song by Burns. As you can tell the river is runin foo because of all the rain.

You can here a modern rendition of the song here not to my taste but hey :)

The Burns Connection

The next post or two might have a connection with the poet Robert Burns, you know Auld Lang Syne and all that stuff. Incidentally syne should be pronounced with a Z zyne. With all the rain of late opportunities have been slim but I tried to take some small advantage of that with a reflection shot. Also hopeing to give a different veiw of the church from the usual standard shot.

The first shot and main one is of the Auld Kirk Alloway the setting for the poem Tam O' Shanter, the poem filled with ghaists (ghosts) houlets witches and the deil (devil) himself and a childhood haunt (pardon the pun) of mine. The shot was taken in the dark and I have to say it was murder trying to get the camera to focus a flash light might have helped if I'd thought to bring one. Anyway here it is the fifth most haunted place in Scotland oh aye and the gravestone to the left is where is mother Agnes and father William are buried...



Another shot and a very quick edit the standard typical shot to show what the church looks like



Oh yeah BOO!! :)