Chasing The Light Over Townsend Meadow

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Those who come here often know that our Shropshire cottage overlooks a field that once marked Much Wenlock’s northerly boundary. It’s all in the name of course – Townsend Meadow. In times past it was pasture for dairy cows. The farm, long gone, was in the corner of the field, and the dairy, where the milk was collected, was a few doors down from our house on Sheinton Street. But in the years since we’ve lived here the field has been used solely for growing arable crops; wheat mostly, but now-and-then oil seed rape, oats, field beans and barley.

Our further view, beyond the field, is of the woods along the summit of Wenlock Edge. You can just make them out in the middle distance of the first photo. This vista and this field and the sky above, are the places where I endlessly discover events and effects. In this sense you could call it a source of rich sustenance; the everyday world that is never commonplace.

When it comes to photography, I belong to the ranks of happy snappers. I have zero technical skills, though somewhat perversely I’m particularly drawn to taking photos in challenging light conditions – to see what will happen, I suppose. The first photo is a good example. It was taken by opening the rooflight window in my office to the horizontal position (which also involved standing on the spare bed) resting my Lumix point-and-shoot camera on the back of said window – that is, on the outside frame nearest me – engaging some zoom, and hoping things are as focused as can be. And there we are.  It is a strange photo. A bit quantum physics-ish. Lost realms and parallel universe kind of stuff.

Here are some rather more obvious low-light Townsend Meadow moments.

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Lens-Artists: Follow Your Bliss Lindy has set the challenge this week.

69 thoughts on “Chasing The Light Over Townsend Meadow

      1. Georgia O’Keeffe once claimed that the light was the reason she lived in New Mexico.
        It can make all the difference in the world.

  1. How lovely it must have been to have the field where the cows lived almost next to the dairy itself! I think your beautiful pictures show that you are so much more than a ‘happy snapper’ – they really do make the most of that other-worldly light.

  2. Beautiful Tish – so glad to hear you survived your bed-top/window reach without incident! The photo is really amazing. No skilled professional would have done better whatever equipment they used. For me, the i mage of the tall green grasses in front of t he green field is the favorite of your lovely set this week.

  3. I don’t think photos are good or great because of the technical skills, but because of the photographer’s eye for detail, composition and a feeling for what they see and want to convey. And you do this well.

    1. Thank you, Sarah. That ‘feathery’ barley vista very much caught my eye as I was to-ing and fro-ing the allotment back in the late spring. The ground rises quite steeply from the path at the point where I took the photo.

  4. Absolutely wonderful series, Tish! True bliss! And you say you are a snapper only? Ah, the light, the colours, the feeling…extraordinary. I had to go back and look several times. On my wall in a triptyk or any kind of montage…Yes!

  5. You may not be technically accomplished, Tish, but you have an excellent eye and a definite talent for photography (and writing of course). There is an apparent effortlessness to both and that’s very hard to achieve.

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