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.
I love shaggy pony season. Yes, the paraglider is bold and brave but give me the shaggy ponies any day.
Thanks very much, Sue đŸ™‚
My ponies rated a good portion of your post – thank you!
đŸ™‚ My pleasure. GP
Cool sunset pics with the paraglider.
Thanks a lot, Sherry
Love those ponies!
So love these photos
Thanks very much, Gary
The paraglider in sunset sequence is fantastic.
Just arrived at the right time đŸ™‚ Thanks very much, Dolly
My pleasure, Derrick.
Very nice! Are you ready to try jumping and gliding!! :>)
Not on your life, Dwight. đŸ™‚ Thanks very much.
Ha Ha! I didn’t think so. Neither would I.
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A great sequence of pictures. The lone standing figure seems to add a lot too, and that moody, grey sky.
Thank you very much, Susan
rather him than me….
Or me, Geoff. Thanks a lot
Nice gallery and lovely to see the deer herd so close.
Thanks very much, Rupali
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.
Thank you so much, Merril. I do appreciate your comments.
You’re welcome. đŸ˜€
Let us know if the paraglider contacts you, Derrick. Great photos!
I will, Jill. Thanks very much.
A brilliant example of being in the right place at the right time (and with the right equipment).
So fortunate all round, Tootlepedal. Thanks a lot.
I would be so tempted to hug those shaggy ponies. Thank for the fun sunset dance photos and teaching me a new word, “chuffed.”
Happy to add to vocabulary, JoAnna. Thanks very much.
Great paraglider shots.
Thanks very much, Cynthia
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.
Thank you very much for all these comments, as usual, Laurie
My pleasure!
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!
Thank you so much, Anne
I have always loved your Streets of London series. Those deer look great. The paraglider has been captured comprehensively by the patient eyes of your camera.
Thank you very much, Uma. I appreciate your understanding of the patience required
I once aspired to be a photographer, Derrick. I can relate to the patience part. đŸ™‚
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.
Thank you very much, Lavinia. I have been across the Atlantic once – the destination will be revealed at the end of the Travel Challenge
Simply wow! Paragliding must be beautiful but I don’t think I could ever try it đŸ¤ª
Nor me, Ribana. Thanks very much
It’s all about being in the right place at exactly the right time.
It sure is. Thanks a lot, Andrew
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))) đŸ™‚
Thanks very much, Carolyn X
What beautiful photos of the paraglider. I love the silhouette against the dark clouds and sky. Only the sliver of light shining through. It seems metaphorical.
Thank you so much, Cheryl. I was certainly fortunate
Love the glider pictures.
Thanks very much, Mrs W.
Your welcome.
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.
Wonderful description, Catherine đŸ™‚ Thanks very much.
Love the photos of the paragliders! Of course, I always love all your photos but those were a special treat! Take care!
Thank you very much, Lisa.
As usual, I love your photos, especially love the photos of the paraglider. I thought one of the photos could win a photo contest.
Thank you very much, Byung
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.
Thanks very much, Roland
I love the paraglider photos! The way the header photo is cropped, it looks as though the person has just emerged from the clouds.
I’m pleased you noticed that, Liz. Thank you very much
You’re welcome, Derrick.
The paraglider shots are all wonderful. So generous of you to make up a photo for the man in the shots.
That’s the least I could do for one who provided me with such an opportunity. Thanks very much, Crystal
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?
Ah..the previous poster named it; paragliding!