It’s just typical of me to unpack my photography muse from its long vacation just as we’re headlong towards winter when the light is less forgiving to a photographer.  It’s like being all dressed up with nowhere to go. I have all these ideas swimming in my head but they’ll have to stay there until the weather gets warmer and I’ve lined up a few people to help me out.

I did think about trying out a few in a studio but after some frustrating attempts as part of photography courses I know it’s just not my thing (you can read about them here, here and here) .  I’m all natural when it comes to photography so patience will have to prevail.  Instead I’ve started to play around setting up shots using the light that floods into our new conservatory and here’s one that shows my harvest of pumpkins that was most definitely the flop crop of the year.  The largest pumpkin barely fills your hand and whilst the striped pumpkins shown in this photograph might look all cutesy they will barely fit in an egg cup. This is a bit of a change from one of my previous growing efforts.

Call me a fair weather photographer if you like but it strikes me that hobbies should be fun and there’s no fun in photography when you’re fingers are so cold you can barely twiddle the dials.  As I write this blog the rain is streaming down and the icy blast from the south chills me to the core.  Once consolation though, I get to wrestle the bassets for the warmest spot in front of the fire.  It won’t be a surprise to know that I hardly ever win.