Clydesdales and Mills

So today was another one of “those” days. You know the ones – lack of inspiration but hopeful you’ll find something to photograph but ultimately coming home with nothing. I really was hopeful. I had a new wide angle lens to test out prior to my trip to Iceland. Basically to make sure I was happy with it and to make sure I knew how to use it before traveling somewhere important.

Nigel and I decided to visit Hortop Mill and for some reason, no matter when I come here, I get nothing I like. Why do I keep going somewhere I never get good photos? Because I want to prove to myself that one day I’ll be able to find that photo that just works. I really tried today but looking at the photos on the computer I got nothing jumping out at me to process. More often than not they’re yelling out to press that delete key and get rid of them forever. Argh!

I did get one photo I didn’t mind so much. On the road home (of course, only when heading home I see something interesting, right?) I spotted a horse farm. In the field was a Clydesdale lying there with its legs tucked under her. She was a beauty. The owner happened to be around and we asked if it would be okay to take some photos of her. The answer was yes.

Young Clydesdale

Young Clydesdale

Look at those beautiful white eyelashes. The owner told us that she was only a year old which is why she seemed smaller than the Clydesdales I’d photographed before. So today wasn’t a complete wash out and sometimes all it takes is a change of scenery. It’s okay to come home with only one photo and sometimes none at all. C’est la vie.

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