Sunsets & Rises ~ England edition

A few of my favourite skies on my visits around the country.

“When your world moves too fast, and you lose yourself in the chaos, introduce yourself to each color of the sunset.” – Christy Ann Martine

Surfers and Sunset Cornwall 2002

“Sunset is a moment where all emotions are experienced: Melancholy, amazement, intoxication, casuistry, admiration, love, sadness…” – Mehmet Murat Ildan

Druridge Bay, Northumberland November 2011

“For me, optimism is two lovers walking into the sunset arm in arm. Or maybe into the sunrise – whatever appeals to you.” – Krzysztof Kieslowski

The Angel of the North, Gateshead, June 2012

“Sensual pleasures have the fleeting brilliance of a comet; a happy marriage has the tranquillity of a lovely sunset.” – Ann Landers

Bedfordshire, August 2014

“Sunsets, like childhood, are viewed with wonder not just because they are beautiful but because they are fleeting.” –  Richard Paul Evans

Somewhere down south on the A1 travelling home. Oct 2015

“It’s not just a sunset; it’s a moonrise too.” – P. C. Cast

The Oak Tree & moon, Wardley, Gateshead, May 2016

 “Sunsets are proof that no matter what happens, every day can end beautifully.” – Kristen Butler

Manchester, November 2016

 “When the sun is setting, leave whatever you are doing and watch it.” – Mehmet Murat Ildan

The Tyne Bridge, Newcastle-Upon- Tyne, December 2017

Sunrise is the reminder that we can start new beginning from anywhere.”
~ Rupal Asodaria

Port of Dover, Ocober 2017

“Every sunrise is an invitation for us to arise and brighten someone’s day.”
~ Jhiess Krieg

Sunrise over a snowy Wardley, January 2018

 “No sun outlasts its sunset, but will rise again and bring the dawn.” – Maya Angelou

The English Channel, taken from Folkestone, May 2018

“Now she’s lit by the warm orange spreading from the horizon as not-quite-day, becomes not-quite-night.”― David Levithan

Frego at South Shields, South Tyneside November 2021

 “Beautiful sunsets need cloudy skies” – Paulo Coelho

North Shields, North Tyneside, December 2021

“…At every sunset, the sky is a different shade. No cloud is ever in the same place. Each day is a new masterpiece. A new wonder. A new memory.” – Sanober Khan

Wardley, Gateshead January 2022

All pictures embiggenable with a click.

Stay tooned for next time, Sophie is home from Spain and we’ll be doing our outings again.

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Sunsets & rises ~ travel edition.

Oh what a cliché eh? Sunsets and sunrises are 10 a penny, calendars, postcards, instagram and facebook’s dodgy phone shots. I have succumbed though, throughout the years of taking pictures. If I see a sunset or less often, a sunrise, I will raise the camera and attempt to capture the uncapturable. For remembering where I was and what I was doing at the time, for the swell of emotion I remember feeling as the colours intensify, change, and fade. For the beauty. This post is of sunsets and sunrises I’ve seen on my travels away from the UK.

In 2000 my friend Andy emigrated from Milton Keynes in the UK to Al Haurin El Grande near the southern coast of Spain, he hired a white van to take all his stuff in, and asked me to go with him so I could bring back the van, a road trip of nearly 1500 miles each way. I took Ben with me, and we drove all day and night to arrive in Spain at 7am.

“If I should capture the most beautiful sunrise, only then, will I stop capturing them.”
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7am, at Andy’s mother’s home, Al Haurin El Grande, Spain.

“You have to travel far and wide to see a lot of the world’s wonders, but sunsets can be appreciated in every corner of the earth.”
~ Kimmie Conner

Bray, France, 2007

“At sunrise, the blue sky paints herself with gold colors and joyfully dances to the music of a morning breeze.”
~ Debasish Mridha

Monastir, Tunisia 2008

“Let the sea breeze blow your hair, let the sunset bring tranquility to your heart, let the distant places you travel allow you to explore yourself.”
~ Somya Kedia

Zeebrugge, Belgium 2012

“Today was about chasing sun-rays, beach waves, & sunsets. All things beautiful that give you peace are worth chasing. Everything else isn’t.”
~ April Mae Monterrosa

Cyprus 2012

“I just need you and some sunsets”
~ Atticus

Sorrento, Italy, 2013

“…At every sunset, the sky is a different shade. No cloud is ever in the same place. Each day is a new masterpiece. A new wonder. A new memory.”
~ Sanober Khan

Lake Ontario, USA, 2014

The redness had seeped from the day and night was arranging herself around us. Cooling things down, staining and dyeing the evening purple and blue black.”
~ Sue Monk Kidd

Eddy’s home, Poland 2017

“Sunsets, like childhood, are viewed with wonder not just because they are beautiful but because they are fleeting.”
~ Richard Paul Evans

The Lion’s Mound, Wallonia, Belgium, 2018

“Softly the evening came with the sunset.”
~ Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Artemino, Tuscany, Italy 2019

All pictures clickable to embiggen.

Cragside ~ Nov 2018 ~ part 3

Part 1 HERE.      Part 2 HERE

We only had a couple of hours if that before darkness was due to descend, so we drove the 6 mile route around the estate, but stopped for a wander here and there when we came across something interesting.

Our first stop was the quarry from whence the stones came to build Cragside.

Upwardly mobile tree.

It’s full of rhododendrons in summer so we will be returning then.

Next stop was a short walk up to a lake bed that was drained but still had its boathouse. On the way I spotted some weird lichen/fungi

Coral Fungi ~ Yellow Stagshorn

and on researching them I found out “Although not known to cause poisoning, the Yellow Stagshorn fungus is generally regarded as inedible because of its gelatinous texture, lack of flavour and insubstantial proportions”. We gave it a miss.

Although the North lake had been drained there was still a rivulet coming from it

 

 

the lake bed was full of bullrushes

and at the far end, a forlorn boathouse.

North Lake Boathouse

I don’t know why the lake has been drained, there are other lakes though so went to see them instead.

 

 

 

 

When it started getting dark, we went home, but stopped on the way for this

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As always, pictures are embiggenable with a click, and for more of the house and grounds, the full album can be found by clicking HERE

 

Newcastle Guild Hall, and Quayside ~ December 2017~ part 2

Part 1 HERE


More History Stuff.

The Guildhall was used by the Freemen of Newcastle. The origins of the Freemen are obscure, but the modern view is the possibility that the origins are  partly Anglo-Saxon but also partly British and partly Roman. There were, broadly speaking three classes of people – nobles, free men and slaves. The free men were a middle class, comprised of those who were permitted and obliged to carry arms. .Free men were the inhabitants of Burghs, communities which had gradually come together for purposes of mutual defence. They were without overlords and cultivated the arable & common land and also established the customary rules that regulated their own dealings and their local justice. They paid their taxes and dues direct to the King. These rules were administered by the community in their Moot or Assembly.  King John, by Charter, granted Newcastle to the Freemen at an annual payment of £100 which appeared until quite recently in the City’s annual accounts. This Charter and its successors were repeatedly confirmed by successive Sovereigns who granted many further privileges to the Freemen.

About the end of the 12th century the leading Freemen combined together in a Guild known as the Guild Merchant, which was granted a Charter in 1216, for the purpose of controlling the trade of the town. This Guild soon obtained control of the town’s affairs. Other merchant guilds of Drapers (wool merchants), Mercers and Boothmen (corn merchants) were formed during the 13th century but these were later absorbed into the Merchant Adventurers who claimed to be the original Merchant Guild.

The different guilds coats of arms are all displayed around the Guildhall.

The Mayors Parlour is where the Freemen held their council meetings, and apart from having wonky walls and floor, is quite spectacular.

These old paintings of C17 Newcastle have unfortunately have been ‘restored’ by a madman, who basically painted over them 🙄 god knows what this next one on the right is all about.

After we’d finished at the Guildhall, Sophie and I had a wander down the Quayside, and took a few more pictures, and were treated to a great sunset.

More information on the Freemen at this website .

and the full album with loads more pictures can be found HERE

Road Trip ~ October 2017~ Day 3~ Waterloo~ part 2

Part 1 HERE

We emerged from the underground museum to a gorgeous sunny day, so went and had coffee sitting outside of the cafe. The lion’s mound loomed above us, and a couple of times we looked at the (225!!) steps and contemplated getting to the top and decided against it!

(crapola picture here as my exposure was all wrong but I didn’t get a better one 🙄 )

But in the end I just HAD to give it a go, knowing the view would be stupendous.  Phil groaned as he knew he’d have to come with me, but we were heartened by the fact that older people than us had done it :D. We stopped a few times on the way up to prevent death, but finally got to the top!

There was a battle plan on a plinth that showed you what you were looking at

but I couldn’t really get the hang of it, and it didn’t matter to me anyway, the views WERE stupendous!

 

Then we went back down and walked down the road you can see in that shot ^ to some monuments.

LtCol Sir Alexander Gordon was aide de camp to the duke of Wellington and was  mortally wounded at his side, near the square of the 2/30th Foot at the moment of the attack of the Middle Guard. A cannon ball took away his leg. Sergeant-Major Wood of the 30th Foot transported him, probably first to the Mont-Saint-Jean farm, for some first help, and after that, to the Bodenghien inn at Waterloo, Wellington’s HQ (now Wellington Museum), where he died at 3h30 in the morning of 19 June, after the amputation of his leg. This his monument and one of the oldest on the site, built in July 1817 by Gordon’s family.

We strolled back up for dinner at the cafe, more spaghetti bolognese 🙂 and after I took a couple of shots around the place

and to finish the day nicely we saw a gorgeous sunset.

Waterloo is a fab place to visit, the town is quaint and the battle site, museums and monuments of which there are more than I’ve seen or shown, well worth a visit. I think the underground museum at Lion’s mound is my best ever museum. And I’ve seen a lot!

Full set of pictures HERE

Next time we’ll be moving on to Bastogne, so stay tooned!

 

 

Day 335~366

This is the last day of Crystal Ball month.  I worked today so thought I’d end up doing a fetchingly creative night shot, but the universe gifted me an amazing sunset.  Didn’t have time to get to high ground, so made the best of it in the upstairs bedrooms and my garden.

This is a shot from my front bedroom window, with my largest crystal

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I haven’t faffed on with these shots, I could have lightened the shadows but really it wouldn’t add anything to the shot, it’s all about those colours in the sky.

The back bedroom windows don’t have such a great view, but thats where the sunset is more intense, so I took a shot first in the back garden,

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and then ran upstairs and hung out of one of the windows to get a full shot of it, not easy because Skye came bounding up and tried to jump out past me!

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It’s ages since I’ve seen such a red sunset, it does happen here now and then though and am so pleased I got the last shot in the ball with it.  Tomorrow it’s on to ‘light’.  31 days to go!!

 

Day 333 & Day 334~366

Yesterday morning I got up at 6am, packed my bags and went off to Newcastle railway station where I met my friend (and boss) Brenda to go to a product launch in Manchester.  It was due to start with lunch at 12 midday and to get there on time we were catching the 9.43am to York, changing trains and on to Manchester Piccadilly for 11.45am with a 10 minute walk to the venue.  Brenda arrived at the station with 1 minute to spare, and we ran on to the train and off we went.  There was a delay at one point, when we slowed down and stopped, which apparently was down to someone falling ill on a train at Northallerton and having to be taken off it in an ambulance, but 5 minutes later we were off again.  I didn’t realise Brenda was then panicking that we would miss our connecting train at York, but we got there with 7 minutes to spare.  Once we got off the train Brenda charged over to the platform where our train was and chivvied me up, ‘come on come on before they shut the door on us’ she yells, and on we rushed, into a nice empty carriage with tables, and we sat down. ‘What are you panicking about?’ says I, and she told me that on her last trip on a train to London, she got to her changeover train and the guard shut the door just as she got there and wouldn’t let her on. “Can’t have the train being late” he said, “it’s not late” she said “there’s still 2 minutes to go”, “well we are allowed to shut the doors 2 minutes before it’s due to leave” he replied “everybody knows that!”  And he would not let her on, so she had to wait for the next train to London, and pay £126 for a ticket, for a journey she’d already paid for.  So that was the reason for the panic.  The train set off and we got comfortable, and the Captain (? driver/pilot, not sure what they’re called) came over the tannoy, “Good morning, this is the 236 to Newcastle, calling at Darlington, and Durham! We were on the wrong train going back the way we came!  It took 45 minutes to get to Darlington, where we got off and went to the travel office to ask what to do. The lady told us we’d have to get on the next train and tell the ticket collector what had happened, and he would then either let us off or we’d have to buy new tickets.  When’s the next train we asked, well it’s been cancelled, she said so you’ll have to get on the direct train to Manchester which is with another company and leaves in an hour. So we went and had coffee, and hung around the station until that train came, and then got on that. Now Brenda was certain we’d have to buy new tickets, but when the collector came around I did the googley sorrowful eyes at him, explained what had happened and he let us stay on without buying a new ticket.  Of course the barriers in and out of the platform areas are automated and work by wafting your ticket at a sensor, and of course ours wouldn’t work, so we ended up having to explain the thing all over again to get out.  Eventually we got to where we were supposed to be, 2 hours late, and stopping off along the walk from the station for Brenda to buy a new top for the evening dinner, as she’d forgotten to pack hers!  We had a fab time at the product launch, the company doing it paid for us to stay in a very nice hotel (£235 a night!!!) and took us all out to dinner, and all drinks were paid for the whole night.  As there were about 30 of us, it must have run into a few 1000 quid, so I hope they all sell lots of the product.  I don’t do sales anymore, but have to know about it all as I do fittings and service work for Brenda so it’s still useful for me to go along. I don’t think we stopped laughing about our journey for hours on and off!  On the way back we had a direct train to Newcastle, and got to the platform 10 minutes before it was due, but then it got delayed by 34 minutes due to problems somewhere with the signals, so had to sit in the freezing cold waiting for what seemed like ages.  I missed my car a lot!

I used the iPhone a few times along the way,

Newcastle Station, which is quite a beauty

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I did take the ball with me, but not too many opportunities to use it, I did one at Darlington station which I wish was a bit better than it turned out, but it’s all I got, so this is Day 334

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iPhone shot of the station, another lovely station, that’s Brenda on the left walking ahead

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I took a shot of Huddersfield Station as we went through, as this is where I grew up

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This was my hotel room

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and the mini bar and coffee making machine I couldn’t figure out how to work it, it’s one of those George Clooney nespresso things, half a bottle of champagne, £17.50 ~ needless to say I didn’t avail myself of it!

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After the product launch, which was at the top of the hotel, we went onto an outside terrace, and I took a shot looking down through the glass safety barrier

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and the sunset over Manchester was spectacular, so it had to be done

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and my final shot was my ball shot today, on the way to the station we stopped for a coffee and I took a shot of the Chetham Music College

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but I like the sunset shots best 🙂

Now home again, and back to work in the morning! Adventure over for now 🙂 .

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Day 331~366

This afternoon I went for a walk on Cleadon Hills, hadn’t been there before, but thought I might catch the sunset as it’s high up.  I managed to park in the wrong place and ended up walking up a really steep muddy hill to get to the top, as opposed to the gentle incline I could have taken if I’d just driven a bit further down the road.  No matter, I survived (though my leg muscles may not forgive me tomorrow) and it was worth it for the views.  I walked a lot further than intended and realised I’d have to get back before dark set in and I had to go down the slippery hill in the dark, thereby missing the view of the glorious sunset from the top, and just catching a little bit of it on the way down. So not a great success, and I will have to return in summer and do the ‘proper’ walk for a fraggle report.

Cleadon Water Tower at the top of my muddy hill.

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The view from further along, by Cleadon Mill.

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Same view, in the ball, and my shot of the day

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and the missed sunset through the trees at the  bottom of the hill.

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Day 330~366

Skye has had a better day today, we are on an emotional rollercoaster with her at the minute, she’s been eating, pooping, and is a bit more awake today. However she’s now living on the kitchen work benches and follows me about the kitchen tops getting in the way when I’m trying to cook, or as shown here, doing the ironing. She tried to get on the ironing board whilst I was doing it, but settled instead on my freshly ironed clothes. At least we have a respite, as tomorrow was going to be vet day if things had gone on as they were.  Very relieved, until the next time.

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So on with the ball shots.  Today was a very blue sky day, but cold of course, so I waited until nearly sundown before going up to the Angel of the North to catch some golden hour tones in the sky, and on the angel.

This I think is my fave and so my shot of the day,

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but also took some from different angles

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and also here’s the angel without the ball,

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Hope everyone has a good weekend, and Happy Thanksgiving to my USA followers!