Another one from last Saturday’s photowalk round Chinatown. Phwalk? No. That sounds ridiculous.

Anyroad. I’ve been souping up this here blog again. Arguably I should spend my time taking/ uploading more photos rather than tweaking this theme but I reckon this is a good idea ‘cos I like photoblogs with big pictures. From now on landscape (horizontal) shots will be displayed in all their 940 pixels-wide glory and portrait (vertical) ones will get the usual theme that we’ve all grown to love over the years. Also I finally worked out how to get pictures to link to previous posts, so clicking on the image will take you to the previous post.

Of course, if you’re a email subscriber, it’s business as usual, but you can click here if you’d like to see the minor changes. And thank you once again.

We’re being treated like royalty here in Guadalajara by Mario and Ange, and all we seem to need to do to repay the favour is take the occasional photo of the very photogenic Bolo the Beagle…

I keep meaning to update the blog, but invariably we get invited out for drinks / dinner / a film. I hereby promise to give a potted summary of what we’ve been up to in the very near future. Football match watching figures largely…

I took this one on a wintry walk round our village with me dad a couple of weeks ago. What I liked here was the sun coming from the right, but the shadows on the fence being the other way round because of the way they affected the drift.

I have to be careful what I write here now ‘cos I don’t want to invite comparisons with Ryan from The (US) Office’s brilliant photoblog that truly skewers photoblog descriptions… Favourite bit yet?

It’s possible my subconscious shot this or perhaps I accidentally took the picture without realizing it. Doesn’t matter. In life, there are no accidents. This is proof. How could something “accidental” be so mysteriously striking. And layered. It’s obviously working on at least three levels, but can you see the fourth and fifth? I dare you to try.

It was coming down thick and fast, the only people out were business owners suddenly demoted to street sweepers and this poor, bedraggled poodle. Atticus was safe and warm back at the house. He’s due a long walk today.

Our luchador money box was full so I emptied it and couldn’t resist a photo or three while my cheese on toast toasted.

vfxy.com has featured my little blog as their photoblog of the week which is quite an honour, considering the level of quality over there. They must have been running out… Anyroad, it means I’m going to have to try for a higher quality of pix because of the increased traffic. If you’re here from vfxy, thanks and BIENVENIDOS! and can I interest you in some subscription options?

This photo is from the magic hour in the back garden here in Portland, Oregon.

Waiting for DrSita, Sudarat and Michelle to take their respective turns in Jenga! I took advantage of the rarefied atmosphere to snap the view from my strategic placement on the floor…

This rum customer stayed staring at me for quite while, calculating his escape no doubt. I’m not used to such attention as Atticus usually frightens off anything alive and under 15 kilos within a 2 mile radius…

Sorry about the absence of posts of late, you know how it is. A new season of Lost starts and everything goes to pot. What with the surprisingly decent weather at we’re enjoying at the minute I should get out more and spend less time on facebook. Talking of which: :O

The waterfalls between Portland and The Dalles are connected by an old (by American standards) road with picturesque little bridges.

DrSita’s just crossed one here. The shallow depth of field and blur is deliberate. Honest.

Very similar to the one from a couple of days ago, but I like this one too. One of these days I’ll learn how to process black and white shots properly, adjusting the RGB channels and all that.