For the second time this year, I visited Oundle - an ancient, market village with splendid, olde world, Jurassic limestone buildings. The town is comfortably positioned near the River Nene and surrounded by flat, marshland fields which play host to a plethora of wildlife - a paradise of palettes, for artists and photographers. I like the fact that Oundle has very little of the typical high-street market chain type stores. The streets are clean and the buildings regal - a perfect place to shoot a BBC period drama. Here are a few photo memoirs of my day.
The black and white photograph of the cottage above, is the same as the one below. I like to play !!
These little busters were waiting faithfully for their mistress - right outside the local Oxfam shop.
I'm not sure if this building was a private residence or Council offices. I thought it very dignified.
A red door - The American architect, Frank Lloyd Wright - loved red doors and I love Frank !!
I loved this old stone wall with it's bits of moss, old wood door and the skyline of rooftops and chimneys.
Spring is blossoming in England - yippee !! Cheerful, yellow daffodils are springing up everywhere.
I took this photo from the car whilst driving past - a man, his two children, a wooden cart full of wicker baskets and a fabulous white horse, more interested in eating than pulling. I tried cropping the signs but the image lost it's scale - so I purposely left them in the scene. Transformed to black and white, except for the little girl's cap - which was red. The scene is somewhat charming - yes ??
The English fields are dotted white, with precious lambs - hopping about and springing straight up into the air. I wanted to take one home, they are too adorable !! I felt sorry for this Mother sheep, she had five newborns chasing her for a mouthful of lunch. The clumps lying all over the ground are sugar beets, left by the farmer - a source of energy and sustenance. No wonder those little lambs are so hyper - sugar beets !!