Lesley Jones
Otherwise know as Zooey
I'm not sure if I'm coming or going at the moment. I didn't sleep a wink last night, so heaven only knows why I'm trying to process photographs. This is the last from my trip to the Peak District. Higger Tor was nice, but on a very small scale and quite different from Curbar or The Roaches. The wind was literally whistling through my tripod and I wasn't sure if I would get away with bracketing the exposure, but I think I got away with it.
The light was pretty boring save for a few moments as the last rays of light disappeared. The rock suddenly glowed, but of course, the Sony has gone mad with the yellows and reds too. They've been turned down about 30%. The odd yellow stains were really there and I can only assume they were the result of water dripping down over the centuries...
The light was pretty boring save for a few moments as the last rays of light disappeared. The rock suddenly glowed, but of course, the Sony has gone mad with the yellows and reds too. They've been turned down about 30%. The odd yellow stains were really there and I can only assume they were the result of water dripping down over the centuries...