Pretty Little Things


Pretty Little Things

It’s lovely seeing cygnets on the Basingstoke Canal again! The swans on the Byfleet and New Haw stretch have four cygnets this year. I couldn’t resist this shot of two of the babies seeming to be admiring their reflections, or in a conversation with each other. I think it would make a rather lovely print so I’m entering it into this week’s Fotospeed challenge.


The Ugly Ducklings

The Ugly Ducklings

Daily Prompt: Flip Flop
Photographers, artists, poets: show us TRANSITION.

The story of The Ugly Duckling (a young swan) by Hans Christian Andersen is well-known and loved across the world. Today I went to see how the beautiful cygnets on the Basingstoke Canal in West Byfleet are getting on.

This literary fairy tale is often seen as being a metaphor for personal transformation, in particular the transition from childhood through to adolescence and into adulthood.

This was a story that I very much took to heart as a child as I was badly bullied at school. I was, in some respects, the opposite to the Ugly Duckling being too short and rather sickly.

The story succeeded in helping me to believe that I would eventually transition into that beautiful swan and would find my place in the world.

It’s only when you reach adulthood you realise that the true moral of the story is, perhaps, that this youngster was always beautiful! Maybe I was always beautiful too.

I look at these gorgeous little bundles of silvery down and wonder how anyone could possibly refer to one as being ugly. I have to wonder what it really is that drives one child to bully another, with either name calling or violence.

Times of change, transition can be very hard. Being different, though, is actually completely normal!


It’s A Jungle Out There!

It's A Jungle Out There!

Daily Prompt: Keep Out
Photographers, artists, poets: show us OUTSIDE.

All of these images were taken today, outside, at Lake Boldermere in Ockham.

Amongst the insects are damselflies, dragonflies, the ringlet butterfly, the large white, the golden skipper, a moth, a wasp beetle and a fantastic spider (I’ve not identified it yet).

The male mute swan came over to look us over but the female kept at a safe distance from us with her cygnets. There are so many moorhen, coots and terns all calling Boldermere their home!

We had to watch our step, as we circled the lake, for hundreds of tiny frogs among the ground-covering plants at the water’s edge.

I urge everyone to get OUTSIDE and see what you can find!