The sun shone out of a blue sky and the air was crisp and cold, but the temptation to get out to take pictures was irresistible, and I was fairly sure that Tringford Reservoir would be a haven for birds in need of food, and the public would be out for walks around the edge, and more than willing to offer. As I passed Pitstone, I spotted some hot-air balloonists out in the reasonably still air, however as is often the case I was arriving late, but at least they added some interest to the Windmill.
After a few shots that included the Ivinghoe church, I set off for Tringford where I was rewarded with a low golden light across the reed beds and slowly melting ice across much of the surface – the small trapped twigs melted some circles in the ice which made interesting patterns, and the blue ice against the golden reeds made for an interesting contrast in colour.
Further in where much of the ice had melted, small islands were left, which meant bread thrown by passers by was only reached by skittering ducks or the long necks of swans.
I caught a hurried sight of a cormorant, interesting groups in silhouette and one narrow boat idling along the nearby canal. Altogether a restful interlude before my trip to the Montmartre district of Paris, where I spent six days, mostly alongside an American photographer to help him understand how Lightroom was to help in his photographic workflow, how it linked with Photoshop, and also how he could explore new retouching techniques for his fashion and beauty photography. Galleries of images taken mostly at night in the few breaks I took from the training, and these sunnier pictures are now ready.
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