Dad's influences

While decluttering my study recently, I came across the following photos taken by my late father more than 30 years ago and it reminded me of the influence he had on my life:  he was a keen amateur photographer who did his own developing and printing (in the 1950s - our bathroom was "off limits" when the light bulb above the door was red, it meant he was processing film). He also converted a barrel vacuum cleaner into an enlarger - an amazing man!

 

I think Dad would have used his Olympus Pen SLR on this occasion.

 

(These shots have not been altered by me - other than a wee bit of cropping - and the results are as scanned and loaded into Picasa. Had I been more au fait with scanning resolutions, the results might have been sharper)

 

 

 

Now I know the origin of my habit of seeking out reflections!

(He was also a lover of travel - which passion he's also passed on to me!)

 

Linking up with James' Weekend Reflection

Out of the mist . . .

Just had an unexpected couple of days on the River Murray with good friends - lovely crisp mornings gently unfolding into beautiful warm days.

Following is a selection of the scenes that greeted me on the second morning - mist rising from the water, revealing the movement of Pelicans as they majestically paddled up and downstream.

(Perhaps I should have titled this post "Serenity"!)

Joining up with Our World Tuesday

(and many thanks to the team who administer it)