Not far from where I live is a small piece of rock called Great Rock. El Capitan it isn’t. But there are good views up and down the valley and last night was a nice sunset.
There’s a place on the Mersey estuary, very close to where I grew up, called Rock Park. In the olden days it must have been a very desirable place. Before they built the oil terminals, before the ship building and other industry spread all along the river, this part of the river must have been a beautiful waterfront. There are still very large and very grand private houses there, many of them listed buildings, but now surrounded by council houses, a bypass, and the very sad-looking river. It’s looking up though and I think the residents all round are starting to make it a better place again. I only had eyes for the colours and textures but a proper photo-journalist job would have shown the regeneration as well.
I think you have to work to get autumn colour in this country. It doesn’t all come at the same time and in the same place so you have to keep going out looking for it. Calderdale is blessed with lots of old broadleaf woods and gets some wonderful colour at this time of year, though it will be better still towards the end of October. The colours are only just starting at the moment and there is still plenty of rich green around.
In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: “Grid.”
I had some time to kill yesterday and wandered round a National Trust property called Dunham Park with my Olympus OMD-EM10. I fancied square format pictures. This is a nice thing about mirrorless cameras, you can choose an aspect ratio and that’s what you’ll see in the viewfinder. Square turns out to be a nice shape for flower pictures.
When I got home and started processing in Lightroom there was something odd. The Lightroom controls seemed different. It turned out I had been shooting in JPEG instead of RAW. Not even high-resolution JPEG. It was set to the M(N) setting, which is Medium resolution, Normal quality. I was first of all furious, then worried, then became a lot less bothered. It wasn’t “serious” shooting, just snapping while I had time to kill. Also, turns out that the JPEGs can take plenty of processing in Lightroom without degrading, at least for web reproduction. Finally, the look of them is very good out of the camera.
Our local monument, seen from Heptonstall, with Hebden Bridge in the valley below.