I go back to finish a bamboo pen drawing of an
old wild cherry that I started yesterday but gave up when I was
lashed by hail. It's a better afternoon for drawing; still cool
but, with about five layers on, and a fingerless glove on my right
hand, I can cope with that.
There are hosepipe bans in the offing elsewhere in England but
Ladybower reservoir is full to overflowing, so
Severn Trent Water customers shouldn't be on standpipes for a while
yet. I tried to draw this overflow a month or two ago, before the
water levels had risen, but I didn't get far with it; it proved
such a regular, mechanical kind of subject, so not really
what interests me.
It's more dramatic today, like a Hokusai whirlpool, but it's still
too much of a spectacle to express the way I feel about the Peak
District. The familiar, organic look of the old tree (left)
is more what I'm after.
I'd taken the camera to take some macro-shots of the liverworts
and mosses in case I need to consult a botanist to identify them
but I stuck to field sketches, drawn with the aid of my reading
glasses and where necessary a hand lens.
But I couldn't resist taking out my camera as I walked past the
overflow this morning.
Richard Bell, firstname.lastname@example.org