Today I watched the broadcast Six Nations Rugby internationals between Scotland and Wales; between England and Italy; and between France and Ireland, each in a Covid deserted stadium.
During intervals I scanned a batch of black and white negatives produced in
Brompton cemetery in May 2008. The second picture features the memorial casket of shipowner Frederick Leyland designed by Edward Burne-Jones.
Regular readers will know that scavenging crows trail behind grazing ponies.
Enlargement of the images in this gallery will offer many of these birds in Brompton.
This is the next set of pictures which were not included in “The Magnificent Seven”.
We dined on a pork rib rack served with Jackie’s flavoursome savoury rice and prawns, spicy and tempura. The Culinary Queen drank Hoegaarden and I drank more of the Corbieres.
Do the ponies graze in the cemetery?
I’m wondering the same thing!
No. The cemetery is in London. Thanks a lot, Maj. The New Forest cemeteries are protected by cattle grids
Those in the forest are protected by cattle grids. These are in London where there are no roaming ponies. Thanks very much, Maj.
Fine set of photographs, though to be fair I could say that about any of your posts. Have enjoyed the rugby so far…
Thanks very much, Quercus. It got better as the day went on.
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These black and white images are suitable spooky for Halloween–I love the ones with the crows.
Thank you so much, Merril
The photos are very atmospheric.
Thanks very much, Liz
You’re welcome, Derrick.
Your black and white photos are fitting for Halloween, Derrick.
Thanks very much, Jill. I hoped so.
Love these photos, Derrick! They show details, mood, textures, artistry…and evoke emotions in the viewer. The crows definitely add to the mood.
Hope you and Jackie are doing well today!
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PS… โOn a bare branch a crow is perched – autumn evening.โ – Bashล
Thank you very much for this, Carolyn. We are still OK but going back into total lockdown on Thursday. X
I wonder why Edgar Allan Poe comes so immediately to mind!
No wonder. Thanks a lot, John
watching sport by remote – must be sole destroying in a way for the players – none of that crowd cheering as they enter a stadium or when they score a goal – nor much income for stadium owners, the additional food/drink/souvenir sellers etc.
not been reading much of blogs this last week…beginning of week “off” mainly grumpy with technological things – middle fine, catching up with real time thing – end of week “completely off” – but I am getting better.
Thanks very much, Cedar. You are right about the players. Sorry you are still having tech problems
That is a busy cemetery, with many sleeping residents. I like the black & white photos. Perhaps things happen at night. ๐
Last night, for sure, Lavinia. ๐ Thanks very much.
The colonnade (arcade) is very impressive, and so is Leyland grave; both especially interesting in black and white.
Thank you very much, Dolly. I hoped you would like them.
The pleasure is mine, Derrick.
You are a master photographer. Itโs unfortunate that exquisite sunset exposures of the monuments (in your other post) were drained of colour by the publication. While there are certain photos that project the spirit of the exposure best in monochrome, there can be no substitute for the mellowed light at the golden hours, and Nature in its million colours all along the year.
Thank you so much for these profound words, Uma. The annoying thing about that sunset picture was that I made the trip especially for it. C’est la vie.
What a place!
Thanks very much, Laurie
Some beautiful b/w photographs there, Derrick. Do you think that the corvids in “Brompton Cemetery” are perhaps jackdaws? I can’t make my mind up, but they don’t look to have the uniform dark plumage of crows
You are more likely to know than I, but I don’t think they have jackdaw heads
I like what you have done with these pictures Derrick.
These are great pictures for Halloween – scary
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I’m pleased you thought so, GP. Thanks very much.
These photos gave me a strange feeling ? I believe they have something decadent in them…
I think you are picking up their unkempt condition, Ribana. Thanks very much.
Intresting old pictures.
Thanks a lot Mrs W
Your welcome.
the black and white rendition is apt for All Souls Day, Derrick. lovely to see crows but sad for untrimmed grass in a peaceful, holy place particularly in the header photo.
Thanks very much, Lola. These cemeteries are mostly kept up by volunteers, although this one is owned by The Royal Parks
Love the photos โ both cool and creepy!
Thanks very much, Lisa
I like the bird’s
Thanks very much, Sherry
I like cemeteries. The older they are, the greater my affection. Like you, I take a lot of photographs. I love the monuments, epitaph, history, solitude and the acknowledgement of our finite time and the honoring of life and remembrance of those who sojourner here before.
An excellent analysis, Laura. Thanks very much.
Excellent collection of images, Derrick. The subject works so well in black and white.
Thank you very much, Jane
Monochrome effect added mystery to these images.
Thanks very much, Rupali
It’s been years since I’ve visited a cemetery like the one in your photo collection. To think that for over two years in Guyana, on my way to and from home, I had to ride along the road cutting through the Le Repentir Cemetery, the largest in Georgetown!
We do tend to overlook something we see every day. Thanks very much, Rosaliene
Beautiful spot!
Thanks very much, Sylvie
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I’m glad you got the scanner working again. Similar things happen to me too. I leave things alone for a while and when I go back to them I cannot remember how they work!
I love your black and white graveyard images. I often wander around my husband’s cemetery,and read the old gravestones. It’s a private cemetery that belongs to the village not the council.
We have a black cremation tablet, Graham’s ashes are buried in a small casket along with our final notes. The graves and tablets surrounding his belong to people we know, including two teenagers, the sons of two of my friends, one was killed in a car crash and the other hung himself.
Whenever I visit I remember all these people, it’s a strange feeling, but I suppose that’s what happens when you live in the same place for forty four years.
Living and dying history, Sue. Jackie and I lived for a short time near the graveyard of my first wife, Vivien, who had died more than fifty years before. Visiting it was so poignant. Thanks very much.
Be they grand or broken tombstones at the bottom of a dry paddock, cemeteries are fascinating places. Perhaps itโs because they tear at our heart strings.
They di indeed, Lindsey. Thanks very much.
Oh wow I love these black and white images! Haunting and eerie! ๐
Thank you very much, M.B. There will be more ๐