Rudely awoken the other day by the grass cutters. The previous night I had been seized by what I can only assume was menopausal insomnia. I thought that was so over! Maybe not. ANYWAY, my first thought hearing the heavy machinery was -oh my god the daisies!
Needless to say I was in no fit state after about five hours sleep to go outside, arms flapping and plead mercy on their behalf. Fortunately they’ve done something uncharacteristically intelligent and only cut the edges of the grass verges and paths. Phew!
I’ve been desiring to snap the daisies with the camera as I’ve never seen Cressingham Gardens so replete, so copious with daisies. Never. Such swathes across many of our green spaces. Is it the late spring? Is it some function of the climate?
It’s as if nature itself is saying -wake up guys you’ve a planet to save.
So mid morning, too frayed to write, I stagger out with the camera which I’ve managed to get off the annoying post focus mode.
(This was an education in itself ie: if one has a tech issue it helps takes the attitude, “okaaay, let’s see what’s going on here,” fiddle fiddle rather than, “On my god what’s going on!” Panic? Fiddle. Panic! Fiddle, panic! Then one gets results.)
I was using the Panasonic Lumix rather than the Canon, which is not new but since a repair seems to have a new operating system and as manuals are gobbledygook to me its trial and error…
So here is result of playing with large aperture/ fast shutter trying to represent the detail and sheer scale of all this life. Which is tricky. Read: on my hands and knees, arse in the air. Bits of me creaking. Ignoring passsers by…
And this is one of the estates Lambeth Council Regen Team want to demolish…
The way is see it is if we all fight our corner, and for those of us in the cities our access to nature may well be just a little corner, resist attempts to take away the few resources that replenish our polluted air, places that are ecosystems in their own right, nurture these places, we are not just saving our communities but saving the planet.
there’s no planet b an all that
A blog post by Anne Enith Cooper
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