Enough of this snow malarky!

Enough already! We woke to another three inches on snow this morning. I was due to go and photograph some snowdrops up in the hills, but they will be completely covered up there and I'd need a 4x4 to get in. So this is a euphorbia in the garden that I took this morning - its flowering bracts coiled and waiting for Spring, weighed down by the overnight fall of snow.


Tuesday I took some photographs of a friend, he knows who he is, for a project that he has coming off. We were blessed with crisp sharp light and no snow and I'm quite pleased with the results. I edited them yesterday afternoon, which took longer than the actually shoot, but I do love looking at the thumbnails the first time, it's the modern equivalent of the rush you used to get looking at negs on a lightbox.

Yesterday N & I did a long walk on the coast, a la Neil Oliver lol, and got we got windblasted for our pains. But the dogs had a lovely time chasing each other and I saw my first brown hare of the year, as well as a whole bunch of eider duck out on some very stormy swell - with the full moon the tides have been running very high.

I signed up to the Lovefilm DVD club and got my first film yesterday, the most excellent 1959 French Robert Bresson film "Pickpocket".

"Inspired by Dostoevsky’s 'Crime and Punishment', Robert Bresson’s Pickpocket tells the story of Michel (Martin Lasalle), a solitary young man who embarks upon a life of petty theft. Plying his trade on the city streets, racetracks and Métro system of Paris, Michel hones his sleight-of-hand skills to perfection and becomes consumed by his escalating addiction. But his activities alienate him from his few friends, while attracting the attention of a police inspector and a professional criminal (Kassagi), who recruits him into his band of thieves. Bresson’s use of non-professional actors, pared-down cinematic style and meticulously choreographed scenes of audacious robberies lend the film a remarkable and thrilling sense of authenticity. Emotionally restrained yet ultimately spiritually moving, many critics consider Pickpocket to be Bresson’s masterpiece. "

It arrived in an envelope, which you open, tear off the part addressed to you, watch the film, pop it back in the pre-addressed envelope, stick down the tab and put it back in the post - a brilliant idea and service. And it is great fun browsing on-line, and building up your own personal library of things you want to see in the future.

My next pick is the acclaimed Spanish chiller "El Orfanato" "which harks back to an older tradition of psychological scares epitomized by classics like The Innocents, The Haunting, and Cat People."

If this weather keeps up it will be money well spent.