For those of you who have an idea in your mind about what Cambridge looks like, this may come as a surprise – or not.
I, for one, thought there would be College buildings, but not this kind of solid architecture that reminds me of central London.
This is Downing Street, just off St Andrew’s Street in Cambridge, which is what I think most people would think of as the geographic heart of the city.
Off to the left is Tennis Court Road – nice name, eh?
I am tempted to make a collection of photos of the city centre to give people an idea of what Cambridge really looks like. After all, it has a population of just 120,000 (plus some tens of thousands of students in term time), so hardly what a lot of people would think of as having solid architecture like this.
Unusually, I cannot recall where I photographed these irises. It was somewhere around Cambridge, but I cannot recall where.
I recall walking past some irises in a garden that were a pale colour, not into the blues and not into the violets, and very pale – and being struck by how lovely they were. Then a couple of gardens on, there were blue irises. Perhaps it was there.
The camera really nailed the focus: f5.6 and 1/110 of a second at ISO 200 (base ISO for the Fujifilm X100s)
See how the red of their coats shines in the sunlight.
These cows are on the fields near Fen Causeway in Cambridge. The river Cam is just a couple of hundred yards to the right of this scene, and Tamara and I walked along the river and sat awhile, yesterday. It was so calming, to sit among the greenery, and watch the trees dappled with the light reflected off the water.
We stood by cows and listened to the tearing sound as they pulled the grass, on and on, non-stop. Their lives are composed of eating and sitting down, with maybe a little pushing and shoving for a change of pace.
Shot with Fujifilm X100s
And then the clear blue sky was not clear any more. My plan did not include bringing an umbrella or wearing a rainproof coat, so I started to head back. But then I saw that if I moved further this way, I would see the trees against the storm at a better angle.
And that is one of the delights of photography (or of just looking). To sacrifice tiredness or the approach of rain, or to put up with having to clamber over obstacles – all for the sake of the view.