joanna paterson

birds, flowers & landscapes, in words & pictures

December 2015

The Light of this Day

One of the biggest gifts of photography, for me, is that it teaches me to notice and appreciate the light. The way it falls, the way it moves and changes, the way it throws shadows, and the way it illuminates. I find when I try and think back on a year I am taken instead […]

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What a Gift

Boots. Ice grippers to stop me from falling. A path from my door that leads to a nature reserve in a disused quarry. Ten minutes walk, and no need to drive on ice. Blue skies, and brilliant sunshine. A camera that fits in my pocket. It being Sunday morning. The thickness of the frost, hanging […]

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Watching the Light

In amongst the brouhaha of this time of year, this day, the shortest, is the one that often feels the most significant. The symbolism is pretty irresistible but I’ll take the actuality too, minute by minute, from here on in, a minute of extra light.

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Caught By A Rainbow

The days in December have been dark, and wet. We haven’t had the inconvenience of ice and snow, and for this our commuting selves are grateful, but the absence of sunlight, of any kind of light, can get to you after a while, and leave you staring at the sky, and at the hour by […]

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The Blue Hour

I was learning about the blue hour this week. The blue hour is the period of twilight each morning and evening when the Sun is a significant distance below the horizon and the residual, indirect sunlight takes on a predominantly blue hue Down at the Forth shore in December the day felt blue even at […]

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