Wednesday Lensday: Poppies and Propellers

Wednesday Lensday this week is a tribute to all those who have protected and fallen, a commemoration of Remembrance Day, Armistice Day and Veterans’ Day being observed by many nations around the world today, November 11th.

Close to my home is an old airfield, Lissett, which during World War II was the home to RAF 158 Squadron, Bomber Command. It is now the site of a windfarm, where each of the turbines is named after one of the 11 aircraft that flew from the base as a memorial to the airmen lost.

Outside the entrance stands a metal sculpture, designed by local artist, Peter Naylor, which depicts a team of airmen emerging from the mist. The sculpture is inscribed with the 851 names of people who lost their lives on active service from Lissett airfield and stands as the only Bomber Command memorial in the UK.

Wednesday Lensday: Headshots of a Skeksis

We’re not talking portraits and neither is it any regular kind of head for this week’s Wednesday Lensday. No, in a suitably weird and wonderful fashion, I present Mr.Ram…

Wednesday Lensday: They Might be Giants…

On the far, northern coast of Ireland, giants be a-lurking!

60 million years ago, the coast of Antrim was witness to volcanic activity that sprouted the magnificent rock formations, known as the Giant’s Causeway. Made up of 40,000 interlocking columns, mainly pentagonal or hexagonal in appearance, it became a UNESCO World Heritage site in 1986.

However, legends tell a different story. Steeped in Gaelic myth and mystery, it was supposedly built by the giant Finn MacCool (Fionn mac Cumhaill), so that he could cross the North Channel and fight Scottish giant, Benandonner.

Wednesday Lensday: Watching the Watchers…

This week’s collection of images has been inspired by Cee’s black and white prompt: Any kind of camera or photos of photographers. I decided on the title to make it sound a little sinister – a tenuous link to fit in with my month of loosely Halloween-y related posts!

Capturing photographers concentrating on their craft or simply images of cameras, new and old, is something I’ve always found quite evocative. However, as I’ve mentioned before, as much as I like taking candid photos of strangers, I do often feel intrusive and bottle it before I get a good shot! So with that in mind, I could have called the post ‘Selfies and Stalking S‘ as the majority of these archive images are of me and him!

Wednesday Lensday: It’s not Charlotte’s…

It’s Katie’s web.

Named after the car it had entangled, one foggy, soggy morning. The webs were everywhere – this spider (spiders?) had been extremely busy, criss-crossing the vehicles and the garden. Had I not been on my way out to work, I’d have stopped to snap more, taking advantage of the heavy moisture which adorned the intricacies with jewel like droplets.

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-Walter Scott-

O, what a tangled web we weave,
When first we practise to decieve.

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Whilst the first image was taken only a couple of days ago, the second is a few years old. During a winter when we had unprecedented snowfall, this frozen entrapment was still clinging to its moorings, long after the thaw began.

The poem I found is by E.B. White. I don’t remember reading it before,  despite having read Charlotte’s Web (is it from the book?) but I love the first verse particularly. 🙂

The spider, dropping down from twig,
Unfolds a plan of her devising,
A thin premeditated rig
To use in rising.

And all that journey down through space,
In cool descent and loyal hearted,
She spins a ladder to the place
From where she started.

Thus I, gone forth as spiders do
In spider’s web a truth discerning,
Attach one silken thread to you
For my returning.

What’s your favourite spider poem / song? I’d love to hear them in the comments. As always, thanks for looking!

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