Gr8at: #EnchantedWoodland Part 3

I’ve displayed quite a few photographic exhibitions in the past, such as this year’s National Geographic Travel Photographer of the Year and Astronomy Photographer of the Year. But I do try try and show photographic events I’ve been to in person too. So it’s no real surprise I’ve added a third post to parts 1 and 2 of my time at the Enchanted Woodland at Syon Park. As always feel free to let me know if there were any in particular that caught your eye.

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Gr8at: #EnchantedWoodland Part 2

The Enchanted Woodland exhibition really was creatively executed, with all kinds of colours and light patterns. So much so, that I just had to include some more of the photographs to go along with the ones I posted in Part 1. I’ve included a variety so feel free to let me know which one appeals to you most.

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Gr8at: #EnchantedWoodland Part 1

I went to the delightful Enchanted Woodland at Syon Park yesterday. It was really was magical with sumptious and imaginative light displays. I took so many photos I’m going to put this in two parts. Is there one photo in particular that stands out to you? Has your lcoal area got into the same spirit?

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Gr8at: Astronomy Photographer of the year 2017

I missed The Astronomy Photographer of the Year when it came out earlier but when I saw the entries they blew me away so much I just had to highlight some of them. They really do make you aware of the beauty of the world above us. Do you have a favourite? Can you guess the winner? Feel free to guess the one I liked most too if you like.

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Gr8at: #LakeWindermere

I posted a photograph of Lake Windermere a while back, but it really is so beautiful I just had to add more. Especially as I took so many.  Here are eight of my favourites that I took on the 90 minute boat ride. I hope they give a rounded idea of just how special the lake is.

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Line(s) of the Day #ToAutumn #Yeats

John-Keats pic

Where are the songs of Spring? Ay, where are they?
Think not of them, thou hast thy music too –
While barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day,
And touch the stubble-plains with rosy hue

From the last stanza of To Autumn by the beloved English romantic poet John Keats (1795 – 1821). Despite his hugely untimely death at aged 25, Keats is still considered one of the greatest ever poets. You can my other favourite lines from his Ode to a Nightingale poem here.