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Entries from June 1, 2010 - June 30, 2010

Tuesday
Jun292010

June at Dixon Hill

If you're still sore about the football result or the hayfever's getting you down, let a glimpse of June at Dixon Hill soothe and restore you.

Sunday
Jun272010

Baby Day

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Must be the time of year.

Yesterday I saw a friend’s new-born babe for the first time; visited a pig about to give birth; got to cuddle a litter of adorable, three-day-old pups…..and had the joy of peering into a nest of pied wagtail chicks.

The nest had been made - typically - in a hole in a bank of earth. As I bent down, I saw five pairs of big eyes, staring back at me. But even as I leaned in to snap my first photograph, one of the chicks decided it was time to leave home and - quite literally - flew the nest…..darting by just inches from my nose. Never to return.

A few more hours, and they’ll all be gone. Part of the teeming tapestry of the moors.
Thursday
Jun242010

Summer Cartwheels

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Spent today at Harlow Carr - the Royal Horticultural Society's garden near Harrogate.

It was about as perfect a summer's outing as you could wish for.

Perfect enough to get this girl turning cartwheels, anyway.  Ungainly ones, it's true.  But cartwheels all the same...

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Photos of me, cartwheeling, by Claire Ketteman

Wednesday
Jun232010

Well, Whad'Ya Know?

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You do understand I’m a mere novice when it comes to this photography lark, don’t you?

I just discovered today that my camera can shoot in black and white. (That‘s the camera I‘ve had for a year.)

Who’d have guessed it?!

(Yes, I’m the sort who never reads the manual….)
Sunday
Jun202010

Daddy's Girl

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I’m a Daddy’s girl. Always have been; always will be.

My Dad and I share a love of liquorice, Jane Austen and The Messiah; of walks in the country and Sunday afternoon films.

He’s always been there for me; has always accepted me just as I am; and thinks as much of me as I do of him. Is it any wonder I feel ridiculously blessed?

What‘s more, not only is he the best Dad in the entire world (goes without saying); he’s also one of the most thoroughly decent men ever to walk this planet. And that’s a fact.

So…..Happy Father’s Day to my most beloved Dad. From his girl.