Twelve Months of Covid – September

Summer is starting to fade, the weather is cooler. Birds that have been with us over the summer, are starting to leave.

Butterflies are going into hibernation now, and so are we, as Covid starts to pick up again. The kids are back at school, and universities are open.

I try to get out with the drone a bit more – feeling that I might know a bit about how it all works. Try not to worry about what’s going on in the world. Start to enjoy the view from the air, and carry on from there.

Dawn is getting a bit more manageable as we move through the month – we are allowed out more, so we take the opportunity of getting to the beach early.

More people about than we thought, exercising, and walking – not many photographers about though…. so we can relax a bit……

On the first month of covid – we went to Woodhall Spa
On the second month of covid – we went to Humber Bridge
On the Third month of covid – we went as far as the garden pond
On the fourth month of covid – we were still in the garden
On the fifth month of covid – we went on bike rides, but mostly stayed at home
On the sixth month of covid – we went to the local woods
On the seventh month of covid – we headed to the beach
On the eighth month of covid – we stayed in again
On the ninth month of covid – we flew……

Twelve months of Covid – August

It’s August before the sunflowers bloom in my garden – I’d had a go at planting them in 2019, but the wind destroyed them. This year, the weather is better, and they stand 8 feet high. I need a stool to get up high enough to take this picture.

It should be school holidays, but the kids have not been in school for a long time – home schooling is ‘the’ thing, but not everyone can. Lives are on hold for everyone, but talk of ‘getting back to normal’ is on everyone’s lips. Even though we have no idea of what ‘normal’ is any more.

Still, there’s stuff in the shops – loo roll is plentiful, and I can get hold of flour, yeast and other things more easily – better yet, the supermarket made the first delivery to me since March.

We both went to the dentist – another thing we hadn’t done for a long time….. still, the weather is good but there are rumblings of Autumn, and warnings that the virus is picking up again……

On the first month of covid – we went to Woodhall Spa
On the second month of covid – we went to Humber Bridge
On the Third month of covid – we went as far as the garden pond
On the fourth month of covid – we were still in the garden
On the fifth month of covid – we went on bike rides, but mostly stayed at home
On the sixth month of covid – we went to the local woods
On the seventh month of covid – we headed to the beach
On the eighth month of covid – we stayed in again

Twelve Months of Covid – July

Sumer is i-cumin in—
Lhude sing, cuccu!
Groweth sed and bloweth med
And springth the wude nu.
Sing, cuccu!

I never did see the Cuckoo, but I did hear it, frequently and early in the morning…… Bats are around at night, but I can’t photograph one, despite trying. They are snapping up insects and midges – we enjoy the flying display.

Warm days, long evenings, warm breezes, the scent of flowers….. the virus niggling still in the background……

We engage speakers from France and Wales, and I do more and more talks across the UK…

The highlight of July – or not – as the case may be, was getting stuck in mud on the Cleethorpes Fitties. Knee deep in mud, loss of wellington boot, and in the end trudging across a beach covered in filth – feeling smelly, and also pretty frightened. I’d fallen over twice, once flat on my back – and my companion was equally unhappy. Fortunately I’d managed to get the camera back in the bag before I fell. The image above is the one I took just before getting stuck.

I never did find the wonderful kind lady who gave me a huge pack of wet wipes when I got back to the car – everything I touched was covered in mud, and it was weeks before the boot of the car was clear of detrius….. I wish I could find her and say thank you properly….

I have much more respect for tide and time these days……..

I spoke to the manufacturer of the camera bag, and they were kind enough to send me a bottle of cleaner – which did an excellent job of getting all the mud out of the nooks and crannies …..


On the first month of covid – we went to Woodhall Spa
On the second month of covid – we went to Humber Bridge
On the Third month of covid – we went as far as the garden pond
On the fourth month of covid – we were still in the garden
On the fifth month of covid – we went on bike rides, but mostly stayed at home
On the sixth month of covid – we went to the local woods
On the seventh month of covid – we headed to the beach (with mixed results)

Twelve months of Covid – June

June – and the weather is still good – cases of the virus are coming down, and we breathe a little. Zoom blooms with the flowers, and more and more meetings are being held on line. Our club settles into a routine of speakers, the odd competition and amazingly – lots of inspiration.

I’m seeing a good speaker sometimes twice a week, and I’m booking people for our own club – members are sending us money to do this, and standing orders are being set up. We find that we now have an informal Zoom director, treasurer and event booker….. most of the membership are coming to meetings twice a week, and the other parts of the club are slowly joining in too.

I start to get more zoom bookings to do talks, and judging – and it’s great to see people from all over the country. We even do some judging in Western Australia….. it’s incredible, and gives us some relief from the dreaded virus.

I’m able to get out a bit more and get some photography in – sometimes even with a friend now – though we are careful and go places in separate cars. The local woods start to look good, and then……

a mutual friend says they have a drone to sell…. do I want to go halves and buy it – so we do….. June got a bit more interesting, though we had no skills – still we both sat a CAA test, got registered, and went off to play out.

The bird hide was still in use though, and now the chicks are ready, and being fed…..

We are relaxing a bit – even the virus seems to be receding some……

Twelve Months of Covid – May

Zoom takes off with a vengeance during May – it’s not the same as meeting people face to face, but it’s the next best thing…..

We’ve invited club members to come and join in, and they are all enthusiastic… and in a moment of enthusiasm, I book a speaker for the club – our first one…. (it was not to be the last by a long way)….

The weather is still good – my ankle is healing nicely, and I’m starting to get out cycling again, though cautiously.

I broke out the bird hide – though it’s not very well, and some of the struts are damaged. Super glue to the rescue – now I’m able to sit outside and watch the birds – nesting is underway, and it’s good to pretend that I’m actually not at home at all but somewhere dramatic to bird watch…. it’s good to see all the activity at the feeders.


It’s good to experiment too – and play with backdrops and water.. I remember that I used to spend a lot of time experimenting, and try to get back to that. Some images start to emerge, and with that and cycling more I’m sort of enjoying being stuck at home with my other half……

Trying to not worry about the pandemic going on all around us is difficult though, with no reprieve and 24 hour news….. I start to stop watching the news, as panic sets in…. We turn to Netflix and Amazon Prime for some relief, but still with the knowledge that for others it’s really not going very well at all…….

On the first month of covid – we went to Woodhall Spa
On the second month of covid – we went to Humber Bridge
On the Third month of covid – we went as far as the garden pond
On the fourth month of covid – we were still in the garden
On the fifth month of covid – we went on bike rides, but mostly stayed at home

Twelve Months of Covid- April

April dawned bright and clear, with no end to lockdown in sight. Still, the weather was good, but the virus was rampaging round the country.

Still off my feet with the ankle injury – my other half doing all the shopping – excited when he came home from the butchers or the bakers, with actual food… we carried on.

The next thing to start to rear its head at this time was something called Zoom… what on earth was it? Some way we could talk to one another without the use of phones – never heard of it we said – won’t catch on we said….

Then suddenly an explosion of Zoom.

One of our camera club members signed up for an account – and we were off – just 4 of us initially – meeting weekly to keep up with the gossip, and share some photographs – almost like being there…

Then the great idea of using it for ‘actual’ camera club meetings….. novel……..

In between times, I broke out the moth trap – sat in the garage for a couple of years I think, without being used much – but a dust down, and left outside, I was surprised with what I caught over the weeks…..

This one below is called an ‘Early Thorn’, really tiny, about the size of a little finger nail, and one of the few that sit with their wings in this position.

Taken in the greenhouse so there was no breeze, it became a ritual to see what was in the trap each day….. There was more to come…..


On the first month of covid – we went to Woodhall Spa
On the second month of covid – we went to Humber Bridge
On the Third month of covid – we went as far as the garden pond
On the fourth month of covid – we were still in the garden

Twelve Months of Covid – March

March saw the camera club close – quietly and without any fuss – as did every other. We sat and wondered what we were going to do. Judging and talks I’d been booked to do suddenly dried up, and were rebooked for later in the year – “it’ll be OK by the summer” we said….. how little did we know………

Suddenly we were in a complete lockdown – and unable to see friends or go anywhere – exercise was restricted to once a day, and trips to the shops became an epic journey.

Toilet roll all but vanished from the shelves, along with pasta, flour, yeast and in some cases bread.

We hunkered down for the long haul… no supermarket deliveries… make do and mend….

Nature thrived whilst people stopped travelling – it became quiet – no traffic.

There’s always an upside to things if only you look – the frogs spawned in the pond, the fish started to come out of hibernation, whilst we hibernated in our own homes.


It was at the end of March, I fell off my bike and, scared I had actually broken my ankle, refused to go to hospital. Turns out of course it was ripped ligaments, but the next few weeks (of glorious weather) I was on crutches.

Hence the image of the frog – leaning over into our pond, I damn near fell in…. also realised that if you get low enough to the water, it pours down the lens hood which can make for a bit of disorientation…..

On the first month of covid – we went to Woodhall Spa
On the second month of covid – we went to Humber Bridge
On the Third month of covid – we went as far as the garden pond

Twelve Months of Covid – February

February dawned bright and clear – the weather was good – and we were just starting to see that the virus was going to be far worse than we thought – we saw countries starting to ‘lock down’, and I think we little dreamed at this time that it would affect us how it has done.

We were still getting out, and the image I’ve chosen for today reminds me of a lovely day spent with my wonderfully patient other half up at the Humber Bridge – it was bitter cold, and we retreated in the end to a cafe to warm up….


Once again out with my still new wide angle lens… it’s a Fuji 8-16 2.8 beast, really quite heavy but I’m loving using it….

On the first month of Covid we went to Woodhall Spa
On the Second month of Covid, we went to Humber Bridge

Twelve Months of Covid – January 2020

It sounds like the start of a Christmas song …. instead of 12 days of Christmas, we seem to have had best part of 12 months of Covid…. So what I did this week, was go through every image I’ve taken in the last year, and separated them out into months….

I’m going to publish one or two images from each month that (for me) stand out, for one reason or another… and whilst I doubt I can make a song, at least I can review the year…

I’ll start this December 1st and publish one post every day for 12 days … and hopefully I’ll have taken a few shots in that month for day 12…..

So here we go….

January – this wasn’t such a bad month, there was talk of a virus but it seemed distant, and not causing us too much trouble.. we went about our lives in much the normal way, and I was getting out as usual with friends to have a walk, take some photographs, have some lunch… This day in January, we pottered over to Woodhall Spa to have a walk down the old rail line, now a nature walking trail… it was a good day – cold, bright and sunny…. I had a newish wide angle lens to play with.


This is the January view, down the once rail track towards Woodhall Spa – down here are a number of sculptures – set well apart, that you ‘discover’ as you walk… a great, unworried day – with us not knowing what was yet to come…..

On the first month of Covid we went to Woodhall Spa………