<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436353761682865292</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Tue, 13 Oct 2009 01:02:41 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>PHOTOQUOTO</title><description>IMAGES &amp; QUOTATIONS</description><link>http://photoquoto.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>tbphotoreflect@googlemail.com (Tony Boughen)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>60</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436353761682865292.post-6114071223263885182</guid><pubDate>Sun, 06 Jan 2008 16:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-01-06T16:56:54.292Z</atom:updated><title>I'm back!</title><description>My predicted few weeks absence turned into several months, largely because I moved to a different part of England! But, now that I'm settled, and all those time-consuming, but necessary jobs connected with moving house have been done, I'm ready to hit the blogging road again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I'm resurrecting &lt;a href="http://photoreflect.blogspot.com/"&gt;PhotoReflect&lt;/a&gt;, so there'll be no more posts at PhotoQuoto. My first post of 2008 is imminent at &lt;a href="http://photoreflect.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://photoreflect.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; . I hope to see you there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regards, Tony&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436353761682865292-6114071223263885182?l=photoquoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://photoquoto.blogspot.com/2008/01/im-back.html</link><author>tbphotoreflect@googlemail.com (Tony Boughen)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436353761682865292.post-4770021432562964698</guid><pubDate>Sat, 02 Jun 2007 18:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-06-02T17:37:59.175Z</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>sage</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Marc Chagall</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>forget-me-knot</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>flowers</category><title>No new posts for a while</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AqOMam65mrw/RmGpJHUrRJI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/Uwt9kdAQisA/s1600-h/Flowers-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AqOMam65mrw/RmGpJHUrRJI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/Uwt9kdAQisA/s400/Flowers-3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071520629445575826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;click photo to enlarge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;PHOTO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be "otherwise engaged" for a while, so there will be no posts on PhotoQuoto for a few weeks. My last post is an image from my garden featuring flowers. In the background is sage and forget-me-nots. However, the white petalled shrub in the foreground is a species I an unable to name. If anyone can enlighten me I would be delighted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;QUOTO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;" Art is the unceasing effort to compete with the beauty of flowers - and never succeeding."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Marc Chagall (1887-1985) Russian-born French painter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;INFO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Mode: Aperture Priority&lt;br /&gt;Focal Length: 70mm macro (35mm equiv.)&lt;br /&gt;F No: f11&lt;br /&gt;Shutter Speed: 1/160&lt;br /&gt;ISO: 100&lt;br /&gt;Exposure Compensation: -1.0EV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;photograph (c) T. Boughen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436353761682865292-4770021432562964698?l=photoquoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://photoquoto.blogspot.com/2007/06/no-new-posts-for-while.html</link><author>tbphotoreflect@googlemail.com (Tony Boughen)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AqOMam65mrw/RmGpJHUrRJI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/Uwt9kdAQisA/s72-c/Flowers-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436353761682865292.post-2847679656468436289</guid><pubDate>Fri, 01 Jun 2007 17:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-06-01T16:01:53.258Z</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>rowing</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>boats</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Anonymous</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>River Nidd</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Knaresborough</category><title>Two of a kind</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AqOMam65mrw/Rl8CanUrRII/AAAAAAAAAMI/3hs-8_PTNlM/s1600-h/Two-rowing-boats.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AqOMam65mrw/Rl8CanUrRII/AAAAAAAAAMI/3hs-8_PTNlM/s400/Two-rowing-boats.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070774361698026626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;click photo to enlarge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;PHOTO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pair of venerable rowing boats on the River Nidd at Knares borough, North Yorkshire, their glowing, varnished wood starting to show the effects of use and weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;QUOTO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A lot of people go through life like they are rowing a boat. They look at where they have been rather than where they are going."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Anonymous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;INFO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mode: Aperture Priority&lt;br /&gt;Focal Length: Zoom at 36mm (35mm equiv.)&lt;br /&gt;F No: f7.1&lt;br /&gt;Shutter Speed: 1/40&lt;br /&gt;ISO: 100&lt;br /&gt;Exposure Compensation: -0.7EV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;photograph (c) T. Boughen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436353761682865292-2847679656468436289?l=photoquoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://photoquoto.blogspot.com/2007/06/two-of-kind.html</link><author>tbphotoreflect@googlemail.com (Tony Boughen)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AqOMam65mrw/Rl8CanUrRII/AAAAAAAAAMI/3hs-8_PTNlM/s72-c/Two-rowing-boats.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436353761682865292.post-875927365700940085</guid><pubDate>Thu, 31 May 2007 16:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-05-31T15:17:47.564Z</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>rowing</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>boats</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Jean-Paul Satre</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>River Nidd</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Knaresborough</category><title>61, 65, and more</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AqOMam65mrw/Rl3GR3cfmGI/AAAAAAAAAMA/GK6F2e1zfLQ/s1600-h/Rowing-boats.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AqOMam65mrw/Rl3GR3cfmGI/AAAAAAAAAMA/GK6F2e1zfLQ/s400/Rowing-boats.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070426765732583522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;click photo to enlarge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;PHOTO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Green and red rowing boats lined up on the River Nidd at Knaresborough, North Yorkshire, wait patiently for the first customers of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QUOTO&lt;br /&gt;"Only the guy who isn't rowing has time to rock the boat."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jean-Paul Satre (1905-1980), French existentialist philosopher and writer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;INFO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mode: Aperture Priority&lt;br /&gt;Focal Length: Zoom at 86mm (35mm equiv.)&lt;br /&gt;F No: f7.1&lt;br /&gt;Shutter Speed: 1/80&lt;br /&gt;ISO: 100&lt;br /&gt;Exposure Compensation: -0.7EV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;photograph (c) T. Boughen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436353761682865292-875927365700940085?l=photoquoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://photoquoto.blogspot.com/2007/05/61-65-and-more.html</link><author>tbphotoreflect@googlemail.com (Tony Boughen)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AqOMam65mrw/Rl3GR3cfmGI/AAAAAAAAAMA/GK6F2e1zfLQ/s72-c/Rowing-boats.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436353761682865292.post-2699408907668973805</guid><pubDate>Wed, 30 May 2007 16:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-05-30T15:16:05.320Z</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>canal boat</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>tree</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Lancaster Canal</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Kenneth Graham</category><title>Cruising</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AqOMam65mrw/Rl16cXcfmFI/AAAAAAAAAL4/kgoSbms6tY8/s1600-h/Lancaster-Canal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AqOMam65mrw/Rl16cXcfmFI/AAAAAAAAAL4/kgoSbms6tY8/s400/Lancaster-Canal.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070343383237498962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;click photo to enlarge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;PHOTO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cruising along the sun-dappled Lancaster Canal near Ellel Grange looks idyllic. But is this kind of linear boating a past-time that soon loses its charms?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;QUOTO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There is nothing - absolutely nothing - half so much worth doing as simply messing about in boats."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kenneth Graham (1859-1932), Scottish-born writer (from "The Wind in the Willows")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;INFO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mode: Aperture Priority&lt;br /&gt;Focal Length: Zoom at 54mm (35mm equiv.)&lt;br /&gt;F No: f5.6&lt;br /&gt;Shutter Speed: 1/60&lt;br /&gt;ISO: 100&lt;br /&gt;Exposure Compensation: 0.0EV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;photograph (c) T. Boughen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436353761682865292-2699408907668973805?l=photoquoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://photoquoto.blogspot.com/2007/05/cruising.html</link><author>tbphotoreflect@googlemail.com (Tony Boughen)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AqOMam65mrw/Rl16cXcfmFI/AAAAAAAAAL4/kgoSbms6tY8/s72-c/Lancaster-Canal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436353761682865292.post-7989081407157210127</guid><pubDate>Tue, 29 May 2007 16:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-05-29T15:48:51.119Z</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>ship</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>sea</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Fleetwood</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>proverb</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>sunset</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>fishing boat</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>trawler</category><title>Homeward bound</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AqOMam65mrw/RlxFkncfmEI/AAAAAAAAALw/15DH_nnBOck/s1600-h/Inshore-fishing-boat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AqOMam65mrw/RlxFkncfmEI/AAAAAAAAALw/15DH_nnBOck/s400/Inshore-fishing-boat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070003775878436930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;click photo to enlarge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;PHOTO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wood-built fishing boat, "Helen Mona", constructed in Denmark in 1973, showing a Ballantrae (Scotland) identification code, but fishing out of Fleetwood, Lancashire, rides the tide up the Wyre Channel in the evening sunlight, heading for its berth, followed by some optimistic gulls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;QUOTO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"In the morning be first up, and in the evening the last to go to bed, for they that sleep catch no fish."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;English proverb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;INFO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mode: Aperture Priority&lt;br /&gt;Focal Length: Zoom at 176mm (35mm equiv.)&lt;br /&gt;F No: f8&lt;br /&gt;Shutter Speed: 1/400&lt;br /&gt;ISO: 200&lt;br /&gt;Exposure Compensation: 0.0EV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;photograph (c) T. Boughen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436353761682865292-7989081407157210127?l=photoquoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://photoquoto.blogspot.com/2007/05/homeward-bound.html</link><author>tbphotoreflect@googlemail.com (Tony Boughen)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AqOMam65mrw/RlxFkncfmEI/AAAAAAAAALw/15DH_nnBOck/s72-c/Inshore-fishing-boat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436353761682865292.post-8662299408695442732</guid><pubDate>Mon, 28 May 2007 16:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-05-28T15:13:19.559Z</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>shelter</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>rain</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>William Shakespeare</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>promenade</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>seaside</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Blackpool</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>silhouette</category><title>After the rain</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AqOMam65mrw/Rlru-ncfmDI/AAAAAAAAALo/3Stkc8m5bpY/s1600-h/Promenade-shelter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AqOMam65mrw/Rlru-ncfmDI/AAAAAAAAALo/3Stkc8m5bpY/s400/Promenade-shelter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069627090066708530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;click photo to enlarge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;PHOTO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A holiday-maker on Blackpool's central promenade looks at the clearing sky, from beneath an ornate shelter, after the rain has passed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;QUOTO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love comforteth like sunshine after rain"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;William Shakespeare (1564-1616), English dramatist (from "Venus and Adonis")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;INFO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mode: Aperture Priority&lt;br /&gt;Focal Length: Zoom at 44mm (35mm equiv.)&lt;br /&gt;F No: f6.3&lt;br /&gt;Shutter Speed: 1/1600&lt;br /&gt;ISO: 100&lt;br /&gt;Exposure Compensation: -1.0EV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;photograph (c) T. Boughen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436353761682865292-8662299408695442732?l=photoquoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://photoquoto.blogspot.com/2007/05/after-rain.html</link><author>tbphotoreflect@googlemail.com (Tony Boughen)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AqOMam65mrw/Rlru-ncfmDI/AAAAAAAAALo/3Stkc8m5bpY/s72-c/Promenade-shelter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436353761682865292.post-1444490976383001384</guid><pubDate>Sun, 27 May 2007 19:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-05-27T18:50:09.021Z</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>River Wyre</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Fleetwood</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>estuary</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>seaside</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Euripides</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Morecambe Bay</category><title>The Wyre Channel</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AqOMam65mrw/RlnEG3cfmCI/AAAAAAAAALg/xAaRGHeCPhk/s1600-h/Wyre-Channel-BW.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AqOMam65mrw/RlnEG3cfmCI/AAAAAAAAALg/xAaRGHeCPhk/s400/Wyre-Channel-BW.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069298477823924258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;click photo to enlarge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;PHOTO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Wyre Channel snakes out to sea, marking the course of the River Wyre as it flows into Morecambe Bay. It is the deep water route taken by the ferries as they enter the port of Fleetwood, Lancashire. Here, a few holiday-makers walk along its banks, overshadowed by a dramatic sky recently cleared of rain, and the distant Cumbrian Mountains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;QUOTO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The sea washes all man's ills away."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Euripides (484?-406B.C.), Greek dramatist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;INFO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mode: Aperture Priority&lt;br /&gt;Focal Length: Zoom at 80mm (35mm equiv.)&lt;br /&gt;F No: f7.1&lt;br /&gt;Shutter Speed: 1/800&lt;br /&gt;ISO: 100&lt;br /&gt;Exposure Compensation: -0.7EV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;photograph (c) T. Boughen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436353761682865292-1444490976383001384?l=photoquoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://photoquoto.blogspot.com/2007/05/wyre-channel.html</link><author>tbphotoreflect@googlemail.com (Tony Boughen)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AqOMam65mrw/RlnEG3cfmCI/AAAAAAAAALg/xAaRGHeCPhk/s72-c/Wyre-Channel-BW.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436353761682865292.post-1583954539465708783</guid><pubDate>Sat, 26 May 2007 16:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-05-26T15:17:26.635Z</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>sky</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Ogden Nash</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>spring</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>calves</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>cows</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>tree</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>post-processing</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>field</category><title>Tame calves, wild processing</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AqOMam65mrw/Rlg2k3cfmAI/AAAAAAAAALQ/2y5a6mcFjkk/s1600-h/Calves.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AqOMam65mrw/Rlg2k3cfmAI/AAAAAAAAALQ/2y5a6mcFjkk/s400/Calves.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068861387592144898" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);" size="2"&gt;click photo to enlarge&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);" size="3"&gt;PHOTO&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking photographs when the sun is at its highest isn't recommended: nor, usually, is placing your subject in the centre of the composition. And as for wild processing - well, make up your own mind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;QUOTO&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The cow is of the bovine ilk;&lt;br /&gt;One end is moo, the other, milk"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ogden Nash (1902-1971), US poet&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;INFO&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mode: Aperture Priority&lt;br /&gt;Focal Length: Zoom at 22mm (35mm equiv.)&lt;br /&gt;F No: f7.1&lt;br /&gt;Shutter Speed: 1/640&lt;br /&gt;ISO: 100&lt;br /&gt;Exposure Compensation: -1.3EV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;font style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);" size="2"&gt;photograph (c) T. Boughen&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436353761682865292-1583954539465708783?l=photoquoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://photoquoto.blogspot.com/2007/05/tame-calves-wild-processing.html</link><author>tbphotoreflect@googlemail.com (Tony Boughen)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AqOMam65mrw/Rlg2k3cfmAI/AAAAAAAAALQ/2y5a6mcFjkk/s72-c/Calves.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436353761682865292.post-426714700773174120</guid><pubDate>Fri, 25 May 2007 16:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-05-25T19:23:05.337Z</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Lytham</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>tractors</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>estuary</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>beach</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Anonymous</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>shrimps</category><title>Beach tractors</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AqOMam65mrw/Rlb8MHcfl_I/AAAAAAAAALI/8e_uDSi6jQw/s1600-h/Beach-tractors-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AqOMam65mrw/Rlb8MHcfl_I/AAAAAAAAALI/8e_uDSi6jQw/s400/Beach-tractors-4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068515715739260914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;click photo to enlarge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;PHOTO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old tractors are used in the Ribble estuary at Lytham, Lancashire for catching shrimps and for launching small boats. I caught this vehicle and its distant companion against a threatening sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;QUOTO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The winkle ship sank and the shrimp ship swam."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Anonymous, a Tongue Twister&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;INFO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mode: Aperture Priority&lt;br /&gt;Focal Length: Zoom at 26mm (35mm equiv.)&lt;br /&gt;F No: f7.1&lt;br /&gt;Shutter Speed: 1/1250&lt;br /&gt;ISO: 200&lt;br /&gt;Exposure Compensation: -1.0EV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;photograph (c) T. Boughen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436353761682865292-426714700773174120?l=photoquoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://photoquoto.blogspot.com/2007/05/beach-tractors.html</link><author>tbphotoreflect@googlemail.com (Tony Boughen)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AqOMam65mrw/Rlb8MHcfl_I/AAAAAAAAALI/8e_uDSi6jQw/s72-c/Beach-tractors-4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436353761682865292.post-49452960013045619</guid><pubDate>Thu, 24 May 2007 16:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-05-24T19:26:09.707Z</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>shiny</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>repetition</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>metal</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Steven Wright</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>holes</category><title>Holes</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AqOMam65mrw/RlWqs3cfl9I/AAAAAAAAAK4/9dOx8zXKzs4/s1600-h/Pierced-metal-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AqOMam65mrw/RlWqs3cfl9I/AAAAAAAAAK4/9dOx8zXKzs4/s400/Pierced-metal-3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068144643449788370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;click photo to enlarge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;PHOTO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in Blackpool looking at an exhibition today. The subject was worthy, but the presentation was dull. However, the pierced metal supports of the exhibition stands were very interesting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;QUOTO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Black holes are where God divided by zero"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Steven Wright (1955- ), US comedian, actor and writer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;INFO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mode: Aperture Priority&lt;br /&gt;Focal Length: 70mm macro (35mm equiv.)&lt;br /&gt;F No: f7.1&lt;br /&gt;Shutter Speed: 1/25&lt;br /&gt;ISO: 200&lt;br /&gt;Exposure Compensation: -0.3EV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;photograph (c) T. Boughen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436353761682865292-49452960013045619?l=photoquoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://photoquoto.blogspot.com/2007/05/holes.html</link><author>tbphotoreflect@googlemail.com (Tony Boughen)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AqOMam65mrw/RlWqs3cfl9I/AAAAAAAAAK4/9dOx8zXKzs4/s72-c/Pierced-metal-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436353761682865292.post-2518073454605200763</guid><pubDate>Wed, 23 May 2007 16:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-05-23T15:23:29.542Z</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>seashell</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Steven Wright</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Murex</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>reflections</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>macro</category><title>Big shell, little shell</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AqOMam65mrw/RlRUo3cfl8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/kQi7YvBGjlY/s1600-h/Shells-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AqOMam65mrw/RlRUo3cfl8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/kQi7YvBGjlY/s400/Shells-4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067768541753612226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;click photo to enlarge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;PHOTO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two shells - both, I am told, varieties of the species Murex - laid on a mirror in front of a black background, with natural lighting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;QUOTO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I have the world's largest collection of seashells. I keep it on all the beaches of the world...perhaps you've seen it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Steven Wright (1955 - ), US comedian, actor and writer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;INFO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mode: Aperture Priority&lt;br /&gt;Focal Length: 70mm macro (35mm equiv.)&lt;br /&gt;F No: f18&lt;br /&gt;Shutter Speed: 1/6&lt;br /&gt;ISO: 100&lt;br /&gt;Exposure Compensation: -2.0EV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;photograph (c) T. Boughen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436353761682865292-2518073454605200763?l=photoquoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://photoquoto.blogspot.com/2007/05/big-shell-little-shell.html</link><author>tbphotoreflect@googlemail.com (Tony Boughen)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AqOMam65mrw/RlRUo3cfl8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/kQi7YvBGjlY/s72-c/Shells-4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436353761682865292.post-1479650416181685600</guid><pubDate>Tue, 22 May 2007 16:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-05-22T15:31:16.787Z</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>River Wyre</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>boats</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>hulks</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Fleetwood</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>estuary</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Sir Walter Scott</category><title>Beached hulks</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AqOMam65mrw/RlMDT3cfl7I/AAAAAAAAAKo/2fxtAZvQWLc/s1600-h/Beached-hulks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AqOMam65mrw/RlMDT3cfl7I/AAAAAAAAAKo/2fxtAZvQWLc/s400/Beached-hulks.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067397645557798834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;click photo to enlarge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;PHOTO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how many years these wrecks have been stranded on the banks of the Wyre estuary at Fleetwood, Lancashire. But time and tide are certainly taking their toll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;QUOTO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A rusty nail placed near a faithful compass, will sway it from the truth, and wreck the argosy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sir Walter Scott (1771-1832), Scottish novelist and poet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;INFO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mode: Aperture Priority&lt;br /&gt;Focal Length: Zoom @ 22mm (35mm equiv.)&lt;br /&gt;F No: f8&lt;br /&gt;Shutter Speed: 1/320&lt;br /&gt;ISO: 100&lt;br /&gt;Exposure Compensation: -0.7EV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;photograph (c) T. Boughen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436353761682865292-1479650416181685600?l=photoquoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://photoquoto.blogspot.com/2007/05/beached-hulks.html</link><author>tbphotoreflect@googlemail.com (Tony Boughen)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AqOMam65mrw/RlMDT3cfl7I/AAAAAAAAAKo/2fxtAZvQWLc/s72-c/Beached-hulks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436353761682865292.post-6622484269585357887</guid><pubDate>Mon, 21 May 2007 19:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-05-21T18:14:15.757Z</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>estuary</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Elizabeth Gaskell</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>grey heron</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>clouds</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Arnside</category><title>I DO photograph  birds!</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AqOMam65mrw/RlHel3cfl6I/AAAAAAAAAKg/lVHM_kj_dWU/s1600-h/Grey-Heron-Arnside-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AqOMam65mrw/RlHel3cfl6I/AAAAAAAAAKg/lVHM_kj_dWU/s400/Grey-Heron-Arnside-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067075797888505762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;click photo to enlarge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;PHOTO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But only herons! It seems that herons are like buses - you wait for ages for one to come along, and then a few turn up all together! This one was stalking in the estuary at Arnside, Cumbria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;QUOTO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The cloud never comes from the quarter of the horizon from which we watch for it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Elizabeth Gaskell (1810-1865), English novelist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;INFO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mode: Aperture Priority&lt;br /&gt;Focal Length: Zoom @ 300mm (35mm equiv.)&lt;br /&gt;F No: f7.1&lt;br /&gt;Shutter Speed: 1/500&lt;br /&gt;ISO: 100&lt;br /&gt;Exposure Compensation: -0.7EV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;photograph (c) T. Boughen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436353761682865292-6622484269585357887?l=photoquoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://photoquoto.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-do-photograph-birds.html</link><author>tbphotoreflect@googlemail.com (Tony Boughen)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AqOMam65mrw/RlHel3cfl6I/AAAAAAAAAKg/lVHM_kj_dWU/s72-c/Grey-Heron-Arnside-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436353761682865292.post-3737128802055936725</guid><pubDate>Sun, 20 May 2007 19:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-05-20T18:02:39.855Z</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>grey heron</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Lancaster Canal</category><title>I don't photograph birds</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AqOMam65mrw/RlCHuHcfl5I/AAAAAAAAAKY/6taYFGVB-LQ/s1600-h/Grey-Heron.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AqOMam65mrw/RlCHuHcfl5I/AAAAAAAAAKY/6taYFGVB-LQ/s400/Grey-Heron.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066698807134099346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;click photo to enlarge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;PHOTO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't photograph birds. I haven't got the lenses or the inclination. But when I come across one that is big, and lets you get quite close without flying off, like this grey heron by the Lancaster Canal, I sometimes point and shoot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;QUOTO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Craiget heron near the hill&lt;br /&gt;Plenty water for the mill;&lt;br /&gt;Craiget heron to the sea,&lt;br /&gt;Fine weather it will be."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;from "Spectator" (1st June 1895), herons as weather forecasters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;INFO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mode: Aperture Priority&lt;br /&gt;Focal Length: Zoom @ 300mm (35mm equiv.)&lt;br /&gt;F No: f4.5&lt;br /&gt;Shutter Speed: 1/250&lt;br /&gt;ISO: 100&lt;br /&gt;Exposure Compensation: -0.3EV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;photograph (c) T. Boughen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436353761682865292-3737128802055936725?l=photoquoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://photoquoto.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-dont-photograph-birds.html</link><author>tbphotoreflect@googlemail.com (Tony Boughen)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AqOMam65mrw/RlCHuHcfl5I/AAAAAAAAAKY/6taYFGVB-LQ/s72-c/Grey-Heron.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436353761682865292.post-7108204588010793731</guid><pubDate>Sat, 19 May 2007 17:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-05-19T16:06:48.807Z</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Robert Seymour Bridges</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>sky</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>lane</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>spring</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>countryside</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>clouds</category><title>Constable's clouds</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AqOMam65mrw/Rk8dG3cfl4I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/_Te2FHUMKz8/s1600-h/Near-Churchtown.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AqOMam65mrw/Rk8dG3cfl4I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/_Te2FHUMKz8/s400/Near-Churchtown.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066300109614978946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;click photo to enlarge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;PHOTO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I walked along this country lane near Churchtown, Lancashire, cow parsley and may blossom lining my way, I looked up at the clouds and understood why the English painter, John Constable, spent much of his life trying to capture their transient beauty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;QUOTO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Spring goeth all in white,&lt;br /&gt;Crowned with milk-white may:&lt;br /&gt;In fleecy flocks of light&lt;br /&gt;O'er heaven the white clouds stray."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Robert Seymour Bridges (1844-1930), English poet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;INFO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mode: Aperture Priority&lt;br /&gt;Focal Length: Zoom @ 22mm (35mm equiv.)&lt;br /&gt;F No: f7.1&lt;br /&gt;Shutter Speed: 1/1000&lt;br /&gt;ISO: 100&lt;br /&gt;Exposure Compensation: -1.0EV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;photograph (c) T. Boughen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436353761682865292-7108204588010793731?l=photoquoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://photoquoto.blogspot.com/2007/05/constables-clouds.html</link><author>tbphotoreflect@googlemail.com (Tony Boughen)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AqOMam65mrw/Rk8dG3cfl4I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/_Te2FHUMKz8/s72-c/Near-Churchtown.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436353761682865292.post-3809047215007451922</guid><pubDate>Fri, 18 May 2007 16:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-05-18T15:18:16.632Z</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>house</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>John Ruskin</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>columns</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Georgian</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>alarm</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>doorway</category><title>Alarming?</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AqOMam65mrw/Rk2EHncfl3I/AAAAAAAAAKI/qM4a0jQEfPA/s1600-h/Lancaster-house.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AqOMam65mrw/Rk2EHncfl3I/AAAAAAAAAKI/qM4a0jQEfPA/s400/Lancaster-house.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065850422244120434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;click photo to enlarge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;PHOTO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you own a lovely five-bay, three-storey house of 1720, that has an elegant doorway with a segmental pediment, fluted Ionic columns, a step that shows the wear of the passing feet of almost three centuries, and whose street-front is enlivened by a contemporary and delightful chequerboard of pebbles: a building that mercifully hasn't been scraped clean, but wears a patina of age, and is a pleasure for everyone who walks up the hill and passes it by, why do you stick a bright red alarm box on the front of it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;QUOTO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When we build, let us think that we build forever"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;John Ruskin (1819-1900), English art and social critic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;INFO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mode: Aperture Priority&lt;br /&gt;Focal Length: Zoom @ 22mm (35mm equiv.)&lt;br /&gt;F No: f7.1&lt;br /&gt;Shutter Speed: 1/100&lt;br /&gt;ISO: 100&lt;br /&gt;Exposure Compensation: -0.7EV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;photograph (c) T. Boughen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436353761682865292-3809047215007451922?l=photoquoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://photoquoto.blogspot.com/2007/05/alarming.html</link><author>tbphotoreflect@googlemail.com (Tony Boughen)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AqOMam65mrw/Rk2EHncfl3I/AAAAAAAAAKI/qM4a0jQEfPA/s72-c/Lancaster-house.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436353761682865292.post-1797184553855980564</guid><pubDate>Thu, 17 May 2007 16:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-05-17T21:30:28.339Z</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>metal</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>chair</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Edvard Munch</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>cafe</category><title>Cafe chairs</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AqOMam65mrw/RkxyW3cfl2I/AAAAAAAAAKA/Whep5XCLSrA/s1600-h/Cafe-chairs-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AqOMam65mrw/RkxyW3cfl2I/AAAAAAAAAKA/Whep5XCLSrA/s400/Cafe-chairs-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065549418051114850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;click photo to enlarge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;PHOTO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ubiquitous, gleaming, metal cafe chair now comes in many incarnations - with metal slats, metal mesh, real wicker, plastic wicker, wood, etc. But all stack, and so all offer that indispensable photographic quality - repetition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;QUOTO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You should not paint the chair, but only what someone has felt about it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Edvard Munch (1863-1944), Norwegian painter and engraver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;INFO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mode: Aperture Priority&lt;br /&gt;Focal Length: Zoom @ 300mm (35mm equiv.)&lt;br /&gt;F No: f7.1&lt;br /&gt;Shutter Speed: 1/200&lt;br /&gt;ISO: 200&lt;br /&gt;Exposure Compensation: -0.7EV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;photograph (c) T. Boughen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436353761682865292-1797184553855980564?l=photoquoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://photoquoto.blogspot.com/2007/05/cafe-chairs.html</link><author>tbphotoreflect@googlemail.com (Tony Boughen)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AqOMam65mrw/RkxyW3cfl2I/AAAAAAAAAKA/Whep5XCLSrA/s72-c/Cafe-chairs-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436353761682865292.post-418459261718656720</guid><pubDate>Wed, 16 May 2007 16:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-05-16T15:47:34.793Z</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>John Lubbock</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>shore</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>sky</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Sunderland Point</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>black and white</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>clouds</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>fence</category><title>You can't fence clouds</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AqOMam65mrw/Rkr-W3cfl0I/AAAAAAAAAJw/AfOnrErR-kA/s1600-h/Sunderland-Point-fence-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AqOMam65mrw/Rkr-W3cfl0I/AAAAAAAAAJw/AfOnrErR-kA/s400/Sunderland-Point-fence-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065140399725582146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;click photo to enlarge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;PHOTO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking on the beach at Sunderland Point, Lancashire, I looked up and saw this cloud, apparently lower than its companions, drifting over the barbed wire fence that marked the edge of the cultivated land. It made me reflect that, just as you can't hold back the sea, you can't fence in the clouds!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;QUOTO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Rest is not idleness, and to lie sometimes on the grass under the trees on a summer's day, listening to the murmur of water, or watching the clouds float across the sky, is by no means a waste of time."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;John Lubbock (1834-1913), English banker, politician, scientist and writer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;INFO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mode: Aperture Priority&lt;br /&gt;Focal Length: Zoom @ 22mm (35mm equiv.)&lt;br /&gt;F No: f8&lt;br /&gt;Shutter Speed: 1/400&lt;br /&gt;ISO: 100&lt;br /&gt;Exposure Compensation: -0.7EV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;photograph (c) T. Boughen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436353761682865292-418459261718656720?l=photoquoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://photoquoto.blogspot.com/2007/05/you-cant-fence-clouds.html</link><author>tbphotoreflect@googlemail.com (Tony Boughen)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AqOMam65mrw/Rkr-W3cfl0I/AAAAAAAAAJw/AfOnrErR-kA/s72-c/Sunderland-Point-fence-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436353761682865292.post-223278113171674518</guid><pubDate>Tue, 15 May 2007 16:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-05-15T16:54:45.053Z</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>cottages</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>industrial revolution</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>William Shakespeare</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Calder Vale</category><title>Long Row</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AqOMam65mrw/RklsUWaj1vI/AAAAAAAAAJo/hl4bCG1h4Lk/s1600-h/Long-Row.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AqOMam65mrw/RklsUWaj1vI/AAAAAAAAAJo/hl4bCG1h4Lk/s400/Long-Row.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064698352824997618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;click photo to enlarge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;PHOTO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long Row is the befitting name of this stretch of cottages in the rural industrial hamlet of Calder Vale, Lancashire. This housing was erected for the workers of the cotton mill that was built here in 1835. The mill is still working today, though powered by electricity rather than the river and mill pond of this deep little valley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;QUOTO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If to do were as easy as to know what were good to do,&lt;br /&gt;Chapels had been churches,&lt;br /&gt;And poor men's cottages princes' palaces"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;William Shakespeare (1564-1616), English dramatist, (from "The Merchant of Venice")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;INFO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mode: Aperture Priority&lt;br /&gt;Focal Length: Zoom @ 80mm (35mm equiv.)&lt;br /&gt;F No: f8&lt;br /&gt;Shutter Speed: 1/250&lt;br /&gt;ISO: 100&lt;br /&gt;Exposure Compensation: -1.0EV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;photograph (c) T. Boughen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436353761682865292-223278113171674518?l=photoquoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://photoquoto.blogspot.com/2007/05/long-row.html</link><author>tbphotoreflect@googlemail.com (Tony Boughen)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AqOMam65mrw/RklsUWaj1vI/AAAAAAAAAJo/hl4bCG1h4Lk/s72-c/Long-Row.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436353761682865292.post-5494883304295372082</guid><pubDate>Mon, 14 May 2007 17:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-05-14T16:50:46.214Z</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>dandelion</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Gerard Manley Hopkins</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Sunderland Point</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>landscape</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>field</category><title>Dandelion field</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AqOMam65mrw/RkiEsGaj1tI/AAAAAAAAAJY/B9H-YAKWTtU/s1600-h/Sunderland-Point-farm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AqOMam65mrw/RkiEsGaj1tI/AAAAAAAAAJY/B9H-YAKWTtU/s400/Sunderland-Point-farm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064443674149246674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;click photo to enlarge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;PHOTO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This field by the sea at Sunderland Point, Lancashire, seems to be growing dandelions as well as grass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;QUOTO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" What would the world be,&lt;br /&gt;Once bereft of wet and wildness?&lt;br /&gt;Let them be left,&lt;br /&gt;Oh let them be left, wildness and wet,&lt;br /&gt;Long live the weeds and the wildness yet!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gerard Manley Hopkins (1844-1889), English priest and poet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;INFO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mode: Aperture Priority&lt;br /&gt;Focal Length: Zoom @ 30mm (35mm equiv.)&lt;br /&gt;F No: f8&lt;br /&gt;Shutter Speed: 1/400&lt;br /&gt;ISO: 100&lt;br /&gt;Exposure Compensation: -0.7EV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;photograph (c) T. Boughen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436353761682865292-5494883304295372082?l=photoquoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://photoquoto.blogspot.com/2007/05/dandelion-field.html</link><author>tbphotoreflect@googlemail.com (Tony Boughen)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AqOMam65mrw/RkiEsGaj1tI/AAAAAAAAAJY/B9H-YAKWTtU/s72-c/Sunderland-Point-farm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436353761682865292.post-3980341613483345707</guid><pubDate>Sun, 13 May 2007 16:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-05-13T15:15:32.255Z</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Lucien Freud</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>colour</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>solar cells</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>gallery</category><title>In the gallery</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AqOMam65mrw/Rkcmkmaj1sI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/fOIsH1UO4as/s1600-h/Gallery-spectator.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AqOMam65mrw/Rkcmkmaj1sI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/fOIsH1UO4as/s400/Gallery-spectator.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064058716230506178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;click photo to enlarge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;PHOTO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The solar cell array set into the glass roof of this alternative technology centre in Blackpool made some interesting "Tron"-like patterns on the visitors to its gallery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;QUOTO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I use the gallery as if it were a doctor. I come for ideas and help - to look at situations within painting, rather than paintings."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lucien Freud (1922- ), German-born British painter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;INFO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mode: Aperture Priority&lt;br /&gt;Focal Length: Zoom @ 22mm (35mm equiv.)&lt;br /&gt;F No: f6.3&lt;br /&gt;Shutter Speed: 1/100&lt;br /&gt;ISO: 100&lt;br /&gt;Exposure Compensation: -0.7EV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;photograph (c) T. Boughen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436353761682865292-3980341613483345707?l=photoquoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://photoquoto.blogspot.com/2007/05/in-gallery.html</link><author>tbphotoreflect@googlemail.com (Tony Boughen)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AqOMam65mrw/Rkcmkmaj1sI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/fOIsH1UO4as/s72-c/Gallery-spectator.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436353761682865292.post-6180486894563040873</guid><pubDate>Sat, 12 May 2007 17:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-05-12T16:49:27.227Z</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>ship</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Samuel Taylor Coleridge</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>windmill</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>sunset</category><title>Sails on the sea</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AqOMam65mrw/RkXnC2aj1rI/AAAAAAAAAJI/7HBL3KVGUio/s1600-h/Ship-and-windmills.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AqOMam65mrw/RkXnC2aj1rI/AAAAAAAAAJI/7HBL3KVGUio/s400/Ship-and-windmills.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063707392200660658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;click photo to enlarge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;PHOTO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At sunset a ferry sailing out of the port of Heysham, Lancashire, passes the Cirrus Array wind farm on the Shell Flat, 4.25 miles (7 km) off the Fylde coast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;QUOTO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"To most men experience is like the stern lights of a ship, which illumine only the track it has passed."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Samuel Taylor Coleridge (1772-1834), English poet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;INFO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mode: Aperture Priority&lt;br /&gt;Focal Length: Zoom @ 282mm (35mm equiv.)&lt;br /&gt;F No: f6.3&lt;br /&gt;Shutter Speed: 1/1600&lt;br /&gt;ISO: 100&lt;br /&gt;Exposure Compensation: -1.0EV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;photograph (c) T. Boughen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436353761682865292-6180486894563040873?l=photoquoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://photoquoto.blogspot.com/2007/05/sails-on-sea.html</link><author>tbphotoreflect@googlemail.com (Tony Boughen)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AqOMam65mrw/RkXnC2aj1rI/AAAAAAAAAJI/7HBL3KVGUio/s72-c/Ship-and-windmills.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436353761682865292.post-6193567447881743010</guid><pubDate>Fri, 11 May 2007 17:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-05-11T16:48:52.937Z</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>George Bernard Shaw</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Desire</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>promenade</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>sculpture</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Blackpool</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Chris Knight</category><title>Rusted heart</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AqOMam65mrw/RkSU42aj1qI/AAAAAAAAAJA/Na0xmTrw6rM/s1600-h/Blackpool-Desire.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AqOMam65mrw/RkSU42aj1qI/AAAAAAAAAJA/Na0xmTrw6rM/s400/Blackpool-Desire.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063335585471780514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;click photo to enlarge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;PHOTO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This rusty heart, with its surround of spikes is a detail of a sculpture on Blackpool's south promenade. It is by Chris Knight, and is called "Desire".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;QUOTO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There are two tragedies in life. One is not to get your heart's desire. The other is to get it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;George Bernard Shaw (1856-1950), Irish dramatist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;INFO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mode: Aperture Priority&lt;br /&gt;Focal Length: Zoom @ 64mm (35mm equiv.)&lt;br /&gt;F No: f4.7&lt;br /&gt;Shutter Speed: 1/800&lt;br /&gt;ISO: 100&lt;br /&gt;Exposure Compensation: -0.0EV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;photograph (c) T. Boughen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436353761682865292-6193567447881743010?l=photoquoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://photoquoto.blogspot.com/2007/05/rusted-heart.html</link><author>tbphotoreflect@googlemail.com (Tony Boughen)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AqOMam65mrw/RkSU42aj1qI/AAAAAAAAAJA/Na0xmTrw6rM/s72-c/Blackpool-Desire.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436353761682865292.post-3914097919036541625</guid><pubDate>Thu, 10 May 2007 18:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-05-10T16:57:14.079Z</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>tulip</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>flower</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>William Wordsworth</category><title>The heart of the flower</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AqOMam65mrw/RkNMRGaj1pI/AAAAAAAAAI4/OxyOJAjOlJM/s1600-h/Tulip-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AqOMam65mrw/RkNMRGaj1pI/AAAAAAAAAI4/OxyOJAjOlJM/s400/Tulip-5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062974262758069906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;click photo to enlarge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;PHOTO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seemed like I was looking at the heart of the flower when I focussed my macro lens on the centre of this tulip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;QUOTO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Thanks to the human heart by which we live,&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to its tenderness, its joys, and fears&lt;br /&gt;To me the meanest flower that blows can give&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;William Wordsworth (1770-1850), English poet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;INFO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mode: Aperture Priority&lt;br /&gt;Focal Length: Zoom @ 70mm macro (35mm equiv.)&lt;br /&gt;F No: f16&lt;br /&gt;Shutter Speed: 1/320&lt;br /&gt;ISO: 400&lt;br /&gt;Exposure Compensation: 0.0EV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;photograph (c) T. Boughen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436353761682865292-3914097919036541625?l=photoquoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://photoquoto.blogspot.com/2007/05/heart-of-flower.html</link><author>tbphotoreflect@googlemail.com (Tony Boughen)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AqOMam65mrw/RkNMRGaj1pI/AAAAAAAAAI4/OxyOJAjOlJM/s72-c/Tulip-5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>