Category: 37 Days – Holiday Project

37 Days – Holiday project.

Friday’s are always a bit quieter than normal, and during the holiday period even quieter still, but to sit in a completely empty bus is really quite a privilege.

When I got home I reclined in my favourite deckchair and waited patiently for dinner, tea, evening meal or whatever you call it where you live. Glancing by chance at the chimney against the clear blue summer sky, it’s hard to believe that in about three months time smoke will be rising and I will be sitting with pullover in the warm.

37 Days – Holiday project.

Having a minute or two to spare this evening I thought I’d take a look at the other side of Zurich’s Altstetten station. The side I never visit, the side that holds secrets that would normally never be revealed during my standard, unchanging commuter journey. They have been building, in fact ‘they’ currently seem to be building everywhere.

Lots of concrete and stainless steel, clear lines and modern angles.

37 Days – Holiday project.

Although the faithful Lumix (Panasonic) LX2 is ‘only’ a pocket camera and has nowhere near the weight or bulk of a DSLR with additional lenses and all manner of goodies, I decided to travel light today – and left the camera at home.

To capture an image or two for today’s posting meant going for a stroll this evening. The sun was noticeably lower than usual and the shadows were getting long.

 

37 Days – Holiday project.

After a glass or two of wine I left the office a bit later than usual this evening, and was a bit surprised at just how quickly the nights are drawing in. The time of evening combined with the summer holidays resulted in an almost empty tram.

37 Days – Holiday project.

Trying to shoot an original photograph of reasonable quality on a daily basis is no easy task. When on holiday, drawing inspiration from unusual sights and foreign charm, things are considerably easier. But I’m not on holiday, and my lens is confronted by very normal, day to day things such as this ticket machine and well used waste paper bin at the local railway station.  Not pretending to compete with The Houses of Parliament or Tower Bridge…… but it does have a certain something….. perhaps?

37 Days – Holiday project.

Although I took few landscapes this morning whilst walking the dog, I couldn’t help thinking that the world has seen them a hundred times before. The countryside around here, together with my hardware but in particular my photographic skills just don’t add up to the fantastic landscapes as seen in books, photo magazines and calendars, that’s why I decided to change direction and do something else this afternoon.

An abandoned watering can has been home to a flower and surrounded by grass and stuff all summer long. Nothing spectacular perhaps, but I thought it was saying far more than this morning landscapes 🙂

 

37 Days – Holiday project.

I took one or two photos this morning whilst walking the dog, but somehow these poles seemed to stand out above the ‘normal’ landscapes. The rest of the day was spent shopping, weeding and cooking over a hot barbecue.

37 Days – Holiday project.

Being a warm pleasant evening we decided to visit a nearby restaurant which, having been closed for a long time, reopened its doors this week. With the dog dozing peacefully under the table we tucked into our ice cream and enjoyed the pleasant view.

37 Days – Holiday project.

The village flags have now all been removed and no doubt carefully folded and stored away for next year. I often think that after the August 1st festivities the light takes on an almost Autumnal hue. Today was no exception, another hot sunny day and despite shorts and t-shirt,  a definite hint of Autumn light this evening.

37 Days – Holiday project.

1st August, Swiss National Day. A day off for most, including me:-). A day for politicians to reflect. A day for blowing alp horns, flying flags, enjoying barbecues and letting off fireworks.

I decided against photographing the BBQ or the smoky firework night scenes, but chose instead decorative flags hanging proudly from the village street lamps.