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Photo-a-Day  (Friday, 23rd August, 2019)

Rabbit Rocks Tarn


Rabbit Rocks Tarn
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Photo: Mick Byrne  (Panasonic DMC-TZ100)
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Comment by: irene roberts on 23rd August 2019 at 07:48

Is this photo of The Rabbit Rocks in Ince?? Why does it say "singaporemick YouTube" in the bottom right-hand corner?

Comment by: Poet on 23rd August 2019 at 08:08

A surprising scene. Like a stumbled upon discovery. Is it carped or tenched I wonder?

Comment by: Philip G. on 23rd August 2019 at 08:28

Quite a change from you, Mick; A bird's-eye view of your subject.
Well Done!
I don't think Mr. Crabtree ever studied a swim from so high a position.

Comment by: A banks on 23rd August 2019 at 08:31

Great shot Mick ,

Comment by: Veronica on 23rd August 2019 at 15:37

Some nice shrubs amongst that lot - purposely planted or otherwise.

Comment by: Pat McC on 23rd August 2019 at 16:28

Philip G - My husband rooted out his copy of ‘Mr Crabtree Goes Fishing’ last week, as he was taking our grandson fishing.
A lovely book and a snapshot of bygone times.

Comment by: Philip G. on 23rd August 2019 at 18:23

Excellent, Pat, most excellent - I hope that they both had a good days fishing.
I'm now reminded of the moment when Mr Crabtree suggested the tail end of a tasty lobworm as bait, and to then set his float close to the flooded river's bank thus allowing his tasty to join other such tasties washed from the bank earlier.
I always found the book's b/w ink illustrations to be more magnetic than those printed in colour - The former now romantic. And Oh the occasion when Mr. Crabtree returned a splendid fish(?) to the water so as to become a twenty-pounder.

Comment by: Dave (Oy) on 23rd August 2019 at 19:31

"Tarn" lol.

Comment by: Pat McC on 24th August 2019 at 09:48

Philip, our imagination added colour to the black and white illustrations.

Comment by: Philip G. on 24th August 2019 at 11:16

That's right Pat: B/w's for wild imagining ~ ~ ~ ~ Crikey!, was that a grey heron that fled my ashen path just then . . . By Jove.

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