The upper cemetery is one of the more dilapidated burial grounds around here.

The with-a-lens pictures I took this morning.

Yesterday was cold and grey and wintry. Still lots of snow on the hills. Today it’s totally spring! So I went out for a couple of hours to take pictures of flowers in the sun, some with lens and some without. These are the pinhole pictures, including Self Portrait With Heather.

It’s mum’s 70th birthday this week. So I went down south for a long weekend and we had a small family get-together.
My parents have a decent patch of land with a goodly number of fruit trees, complete with rotting apples and shriveled-on-the-tree plums and whathaveyou. Wonderful stuff.

Whilst I was down there, it snowed. [...]

Close-up hand-held pin-hole photos of orchids just sounds like an attempt to get too many hyphenated words into one phrase. Nevertheless, that’s what I tried today.

Wasn’t at all sure how it would work out, but I quite like the results.