Due to an unfortunate mishap in the transmission of an email between Alyth and Blairgowerie, (Perhaps they were held up at one of the temporary traffic lights that seem to be popping up everywhere) my sky photographs were not presented in this morning zoom meeting of Alyth Photographic club, so here they are.
This was the second of two recent visits there after not visiting in 20 months, we have put our apartment up for sale again, it has been rented out to staff and sadly in a bit of a state. We checked on the progress of it being put back in order by the management team, which seemed to be going very well.
This is a photo I took some while ago of the church opposite my old house in France, The street lights go off at midnight leaving the village in complete darkness at certain times of the month. I had an idea to go and take some long exposure photographs. I cant remember what exposure it was 20-30 seconds possibly.
This photograph i took on Skye some time ago, I loved the house and the tree against the white cloud.
In late October 2019 we moved from what we had been our home for eleven years in south west France to the small town of Aylth in Perthshire Scotland.
We had ruled out England considered other areas of Scotland, some too far north, the Islands too remote for us. We had looked at Perthshire before, nearer to family, not too far from Edinburgh or Glasgow, we liked Perth and were soon to discover the city of Dundee.
We found our house very quickly, and fell in love with it, it had its problems, the town had suffered a freak flood in 2015, so we couldn’t get house insurance to give us full cover. We pulled out of the purchase but only a few weeks later finding through an adviser suitable insurance, so we were on again much to our relief. We still love the house, I am learning to love the oversized garden with it’s far too many trees and noisy crows.
It is a lovely town surrounded by beautiful countryside with friendly residents and lots going on. I joined the local photography and the art group, I volunteered at the food bank in Blairgowrie five miles away. Karen found a job at a local bank.
I started working on a project with the members of the photo club in conjunction with Perth Museum to put together an exposition of old and new photographs of Aylth in the Aylth Museum.
Then came Covid19 and lockdown, we are lucky to be here where we can work in our garden, take walks into “The den o Aylth” a beautiful location, up the hill or into the countryside past the potatoes and raspberry fields.
The photographic project is on hold probably until next year now, I am still working at the food bank emptying the box at Tesco twice a week dropping it off seeing hardly anyone else, just another woman volunteer occasionally who sorts it out and arranges distribution to the council.
On the side of the Alhambra hill in Granada sits the Fundación Rodríguez-Acosta a home created at the beginning of the 20th century by Jose Maria Rodriguez Acosta (1878-1941) an artist. Dwarfed by the Alhambra above. The house where the Rodriguez Acosta Fundation-Museum is situated is a compendium of styles and is decorated with objects brought from all over the world, It has beautiful gardens with ponds, frescoes, statues, carvings, magnificent views over Granada and hidden tunnels from the Alhambra above. It is well worth a visit we prefered the gardens to the Generalife in the Alhambra.
We traveled this week further from Granada to spend two days in Seville a city we have briefly visited before, the last time some seven years ago at Easter, we hadn’t planned to be there during Holy Week and stayed further north away from the city. It was the first year for decades that heavy rain led to the cancellation of the processions of the virgin Mary, Seville dripped and our mood for various other reasons was dour. We hoped this visit was better and the sun shone and we enjoyed ourselves, we ate and drank well, just the two of us. Perfect.
We are staying in Spain for a while, just for a change, a long holiday to explore Andalucia, we are just south of Granada in the Lecrin valley we are just settling in discovering the village and the surrounding hillsides which are covered in olives, almonds, oranges and lemons. So I decided to resume my photo blog and see how it goes.
The village we are staying in lies beneath the Sierra Navada we had the first heavy snow last week. We have two ‘Lavoirs’ in our village back home in France both are long disused, this one here is the first I have ever seen used.