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Here are some photos from last week, from the digital camera. I've also got a couple rolls of black and white film to develop, some of which I'm very interested in seeing. Some of it I know will be boring, but that's film photography for you.
Anyway:
We stayed with the charming Paul and Jenny Sartin in Wherwell, England. Paul is one part of Dr. Faustus, which you probably have not heard of unless you're a folk music person. Paul and Jenny have three boys: James, William, and Joe. They've recently done a huge amount of construction at their house (built an addition and expanded into the attic) so the house was in a bit of chaos, but no more than we're used to.
Noel in the dining room practising the melodion
James looking at the trout in the Test River on a walk. There's a wooden walkway that crosses the river towards the commons.
The Test River
The Wherwell village commons
Hoofprints on the commons
A swan in the Test thinks we might give it a handout. Ha!
Paul has an impossibly tiny piano, which I suppose is possible if you give up a couple octaves on either end. What you can't see in this photo is that the piano is desperately out of tune.
Downtown Winchester. Paul was singing in the choir for Evensong on Palm Sunday, so we went down to listen. We had some time before service started, so we walked around town, where everything was closed.
Trolley Creche. Hee hee.
Paul Sartin
While Noel and Paul did their music workshops, I spent a lot of time tromping around in the countryside around Tockington. Here's one of the muddy footpaths I walked along outside Tockington.
Tree on the footpath
Near an old-age home: I find this road sign incredibly funny, for no good reason.
Finally, one of the women at the workshop agreed to drive me in to Bristol so I could see more than just a bunch of mud and some distant cows. Here's a cherry tree in Castle Park, Bristol
St. Peter's Church, Castle Park, Bristol
Another flowering tree in Castle Park
Fountain in Castle Park
I liked the name of this shop: Foreign Nonsense, Bristol
Does anybody know what kind of tree this is? It's in a garden in Tockington.
Cows, outside Tockington
We took a quick couple of days in Edinburgh and saw, among others, Feòrag NicBhrìde and Charlie Stross
Back in Bristol for half a day (before Paul could come pick us up during the lunch break at the workshop), we went to see Bristol Cathedral
Some pictures of the kids:
Joe Sartin
William Sartin
James and William Sartin
And of the village:
Posted by ayse on 04/12/04 at 9:08 PM
If you ever need a giant bath, feel free to use mine. If you want to put Noel in there, I can give you some candles and the boom box. I seem to never be home anyway.
Little Joe Sartin looks like a cross between Tony the Tiger and Harry Potter as an infant. I guess he scratched himself on the forehead with his fingernail (or Voldemort came over and gave him a hard time for his couture)
The tree that you wanted identified is commonly referred to as a curly willow. Florists love to use them in large arrangements.
I think I am going to tell Charlie to grow his hair back, tho' Feorag's is perfect.
Little Joe's alleged scratch is actually felt-tip pen.
Thanks for the ID on the tree. I thought it looked willow-like, but it was really short (about 12') and the willows in my mind are more like 30' tall.
I agree on Charlie's hair. Apparently this was in response to a possible bald spot appearing.
It is called Harry Lauder's walking stick.
corylus avellana contorda. A hazel variety.
Note: Moved comments to this thread because somehow they ended up in the wrong threads. Lost time stamps, but c'est la vie.