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captured by my son one morning

The project Morning’s at Seven has been interesting and I have enjoyed the challenge of photographing something – anything – on more dreary days as well as not being caught by my neighbours as I hotfoot it in my PJs to take a quick pic. I also hadn’t appreciated how these photos would capture the mood and my holiday experiences of summer 2011.

Pippa’s Song by Robert Browning
The year’s at the spring,

And day’s at the morn;
Morning’s at seven;
The hill-side’s dew-pearl’d;
The lark’s on the wing;
The snail’s on the thorn;
God’s in His heaven –
All’s right with the world!

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27 August 2011

28 August 2011

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31 August 2011

1 September 2011

Week 6 was the final week of Morning’s at Seven as the summer holidays draw to a close. In fact summer is drawing to an end with the Virginia creeper turning red and mist creeping across the fields. No matter the season, our chickens are always eager for their morning to begin. But the chickens were wiser.

19 August 2011

20 August 2011

21 August 2011

23 August 2011

25 August 2011

Week 5 of Morning’s at Seven was getting tough – as it drew to the end of our holiday in Sweden my camera battery was running low with no recharger packed. I had to rub it and warm it every morning to get it to cooperate but managed to eke it out. Home again to roses and sunflowers and I have high hopes for that sunflower as the children and I plan to win the local village sunflower competition!

13 August 2011

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17 August 2011

18 August 2011

I am in Week 4 of Morning’s at Seven and going strong although my brother teased saying his theme was ‘Morning’s at Ten’. We caught an overnight train from Stockholm arriving early in the morning at Östersund station in north Sweden. We were off to spend a week in Lena’s summer-house near Högsta with no electricity and no running water. All the water we wanted we had to get from the well, candles replaced electricity and we cooked on a tiny gas stove. It is amazing how little water you need when you have to draw it yourself and carry it in a bucket. Food was kept cold in the cellar which is a separate building from the main house and partly underground. However, being Sweden, there was a sauna which is fired up with a log fire and we certainly made the most of that. It was a very satisfying experience to live a simpler life and also to recognise how much time basic chores take without the convenience of instant water or light. 80 years ago, a Swedish family lived in this house all the year round – and winter in Sweden is formidable.

7 August 2011

8 August 2011

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11 August 2011

Week 3 of Morning’s at Seven began with a trip to the airport to catch a plane to Sweden and the photo was my earliest yet – taken at exactly 6:30am. This was followed by a beautiful morning when I took photos in Tyresö at err… 8:00 – I forgot to change my watch so it is ‘Morning’s at Seven (UK time)’. The snails were an impressive size and as they are everywhere, the children quickly learnt their first Swedish word -‘ singlar’! There had to be one snail photo with a title like ‘Mornings at Seven’ so a large Swedish one is a good choice. A morning walk to the local graveyard was not so peaceful when petrol lawnmowers are around, but the grass has to be cut sometime and the inhabitants weren’t complaining about the early hour.

30 July 2011

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2 August 2011

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4 August 2011

Week 2 of Morning’s at Seven has been exciting photographing my garden (see how the Agapanthus are changing), camping and experimenting with a macro lens. The camp was with our group of churches – about 2000 people – and I think of it as Glastonbury for Christians. Even though camping is not my holiday of choice it was spiritually uplifting and there were some fascinating derelict buildings that were crying out to be photographed. A friend on camp lent me his macro lens for a day and I felt as if I was entering a new dimension, the cutthroat world of ladybirds and spiders. I was literally seeing life from a new perspective.

22 July 2011

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27 July 2011

Week 1 of Morning’s at Seven – a holiday project to keep me creative, focussed – and climbing out of bed. Highlights have been cycling at speed to Goldbury Hill before my imaginary deadline and startling an unexpecting hare; dew dripping from overhead trees and the quietness of the harbour. The Bridport photos were especially fun as I loaded three children into the car at 6:45am – they were under the impression we wanted the best spot on the beach but I had an ulterior motive of photographing the morning scenes. We stopped off at West Bay harbour then headed on to Lyme Regis for beach photos. It was so beautiful and calm before the crowds arrived. We took breakfast at a little hotel and were on the beach with a prime spot by 9:00am much to the children’s delight.

I love this photo I took yesterday because it captures something of the vastness of the countryside where there is space to breath. At this time of year the colours remind me of South Africa, my home country.

The holidays are looming – the ‘big one’ – and I will have three children at home for seven weeks and I wondered how I would have time to be creative. This got me thinking and I have set myself a holiday project. I shall take a photo every day of my local environment. Well, I plan to do five days out of seven – I need a few lie ins. Because it will be hard to do it with family clinging to my skirts, I shall take photos between 6:30 and 7:30 in the morning. The theme – ‘Morning’s at Seven’ and having this parameter means I won’t always be able to travel far but be challenged to take photos from my doorstep… whether it is dewy flowers, snails, misty views or gifts from the cat. My doorstep will vary during the holidays as we will be camping, visiting Bridport and travelling to Sweden. I am most excited by this challenge and also hope to become more familiar with my new camera.