One Swallow...

The last day of my summer break has been a rainy bank holiday Monday, although that didn't put me off heading up to the top end of the moor for an hour or so.

When the rain grew heavier, I sheltered under some trees on the boundary wall. This happened to be where a small flight of swallows were hoovering up local insect population, so I thought I'd make the most of my wait by trying to line up a photo.

You'll see from the image, that rather than follow the swallows, I selected a frame and waited for swallows to fly across it. Bear in mind that it was tipping it down at the time.

I realise most will view this as technically horrendous, but I quite like the sense of movement and the bird is still distinctively a swallow. And you should see the out takes.

swallows
fade
into the grey
the last days
of summer

In one of those occasional pieces of symmetry, I once blipped a picture of the trees I was sheltering in, as the blurred background to a crow in flight. There must be something about this part of the moor which blurs my senses.

Back to work tomorrow, so more city blipping on the way.