Sunset Dancing

During the first decade of this millennium, when I was more ambulant, I created a Streets of London series regularly scanned for these posts. This one contains a Banksy wall: https://derrickjknight.com/2018/11/20/mostly-around-notting-hill/

Yesterday I discovered this image of Lancaster Road W11 filed with the Brompton Cemetery pictures. By coincidence it features more wall art.

I spent an enjoyable hour this morning watching a phenomenal performance by my Australian granddaughter Orlaith’s dance group streamed from a local school.

The deer herd occupied Burley Manor lawn when we passed on our drive this afternoon.

Along Forest Road I squelched across soggy sward to photograph ponies and

reflections in waterlogged land.

On our way home we diverted to Barton on Sea in case there would be anything to see.

There certainly was. When a paraglider, dancing in the sunset thermals, swooped and dipped below the cliff edge on which his friend stood watching I could scarcely contain myself. I chatted with the watcher who told me that both young men were chuffed at what I was doing. “That makes three of us,” I replied. “You don’t often get a subject like this”. I returned to the car and handed over two of my blog cards, saying the recipients were welcome to take any that they wanted from the site. (If either of you are reading this and would like an A3 print or two get in touch and I would be happy to give them to you)

This evening we dined on Jackie’s fiery pasta arrabbiata and fava beans with which she drank Hoegaarden and I finished the Malbec.

Published by derrickjknight

I am a septuagenarian enjoying rambling physically and photographing what I see, and rambling in my head as memories are triggered. I also ramble through a lifetime's photographs

71 thoughts on “Sunset Dancing

  1. Wow–what a day, Derrick. Wall art, virtual dancing, soggy sward squelching, a herd of deer, ponies, AND that sky dancer–then a fabulous dinner, too!

    All the photos are wonderful, but the image of the paraglider against the sunset clouds are spectacular.

  2. What a fantastic group of pictures. The close-up of the pony feeding is my favorite, but those photos of paragliders are also very impressive. And, thank goodness for the technology that allows us to stay in touch with loved ones who are far away.

  3. By co-incidence I have watched both my Norwegian granddaughter and Cape Town one dancing at their respective schools this week! Fortunate paraglider to have access to photographs of his antics – such good ones too!

  4. Those are fantastic shots of the paraglider, and of course ponies and reflecting pools are always a pleasure. I enjoyed your streets of London post as well. I’ve never been across the Atlantic except to France, once.

  5. All great photos! Especially enjoyed the ponies and the paragliders! Love how you captured them floating down! Hope they reach out for photos…they are never gonna’ find any grander than your photos!
    (((HUGS))) πŸ™‚

  6. definitely a lot going on with you that day – and the sunset paragliders icing on the cake.

    I had listen and watch a very young great niece scrape her bow badly across a child sized violin – although when the lad added in his cello scraping, I’m not sure if anything was truly a great idea…the other young, but slightly older child was ace, a gentle sound evolving.

  7. Well captured images, Derrick. A case of being in the right place at the right time. Usually, in such moments, I either don’t have my camera with me, or can’t get it into position quickly enough.

  8. Your shot looks like a parafoil kite without the board…I forget what that sport is called. I assume the flyer jumped off a bluff or mountainside?

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