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Saône and Sunset

I was living in Lyon when the Charlie Hebdo offices were attacked and was sat at home as the events started unfolding.

I cannot pretend that my account will be as eloquent and insightful as the many articles and editorials written about it, but I will say it shocked and affected me deeply, and when the Je Suis Charlie manifestation happened in Lyon I felt morally obliged to attend.

The best words I have to describe what I felt, I wrote straight after the march:

Today, more than 300 000 Lyonnais and more than 3 million people throughout France united in the streets for freedom of speech, in defiance of terrorism. That people of every political, religious, cultural and social background walked side by side, in peace, for peace, is testament to the achievements of freedom of speech, and why we should continue fighting for it, for without it, we risk losing all our other hard won freedoms.

Nature also seemed to have been profoundly influenced by the shared emotion of a city and nation, and I saw the most beautiful sunset of my 5 months there.

View South towards Bellecour, along the Saone river

View South towards Bellecour, along the Saône river

Looking North towards Croix Rousse, along the Saone river.

Looking North towards Croix Rousse, along the Saône river.

Looking West onto Fourvière and the Basilica.

Last moments of light, looking West onto Fourvière and the Basilica.

The Return of the Sunset

And finally I’m back with some more sunsets from my favourite holiday destination: Cape Town. There is something about the combination of light, clouds and the Atlantic Ocean that make this place the sunset lovers & photographer’s dream.
I have also started an instagram account so follow me @sluttysunsets for regular sunset posts and sunset related innuendo. http://instagram.com/sluttysunsets

I love this tree. I love these colours.

I love this tree. I love these colours.

Along with the sea and clouds and sunsets, the boats are pretty nice to watch.

Along with the sea and clouds and sunsets, the boats are pretty nice to watch.

More to come!

Clouds and Sunsets

Today’s selection has more of a focus on the that little gap between the sea and the clouds and the amazing colours and textures that came about. Both show the progression of the same sunset.
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(Taken in Cape Town)

The Wild Side

For the past few weeks I have been on a road trip of sorts through South Africa. Different to my previous trips, it was exciting to discover a more rugged, less purposefully touristic side to such a beautiful country. However my first post on the trip is some of the many photos that I took of the wildlife in Addo Elephant Park and Kazuko Lodge, which are, obviously, two very touristic places at least in terms of presenting ‘Africa’ behind game fences. Nevertheless, the sight of a lion lying by its recent hunt of kudu is very real, and having your car blocked by a herd of elephants having a munch in the middle of the road somewhat SURreal.
Batman and Robin: The Cheetahs

Running zebras

A herd of elephants pause for a midday, mid-road snack.

A herd of elephants pause for a midday, mid-road snack.

A lion takes a moment in the setting sun, as its lifeless prey looks on in the opposite direction.

A lion takes a moment in the setting sun, as its lifeless prey looks on in the opposite direction.

Gates and Lakes

As it turns out I’m kind of useless at updating this blog, although I haven’t had the chance to do much exploring or photographing recently.

However, last week I took part in an opera performance of Rigoletto in the beautiful Parham Gardens.

In between rehearsals and performance I managed to go for a walk through the grounds.

From the top of a slight hill there is a slight glimpse of the lake between the trees

From the top of a slight hill there is a slight glimpse of the lake between the trees

It was locked by this point, but I got a small look at the walled gardens

It was locked by this point, but I got a small look at the walled gardens

My Favourite Time

I am considering changing my blog name. Or at least adjusting it, because, judging by the percentage of sunset related posts here, it should be leilalovessunsets.

So don’t hold onto your hats. . .

I have some more sunset pics to share with you.

it first seemed like an eye in the sky, with the blue peaking through, underlined by orange.

then the orange became bolder and brighter and purple started to appear on the sea. In the distance, a ship crossing the horizon.

then the darkness. To the left, you can see rain showers blackening the orange sky.

 

Yes. Another Sunset Post.

I’m not sure if I should apologise for making this such a theme, or just feel really lucky to have seen so many beautiful sunsets. But. Here is the most spectacular sunset I have seen to date. These are taken in Cape Town.

Bugs.

Hornet's pause

 

The last two were taken at Kirstenbosch Garden in the smelling plants. I was fascinated by the light coming through the hornet’s wings, enough to risk a sting (which fortunately didn’t happen) as I fought with my cameras measly zoom. The bug (I don’t know what type!) seemed to be at one with the plant it was on that it was only through the photographing the hornet that I noticed it.

Bug's Life.

The above images are all part of my look at the still moments of insects. So often when we jump away from them in horror, we miss out on their structured silhouette, or the seeming harmlessness of them in their stationary state.

 

Autumn Leaves

Last weekend I went for a walk through the woods with my sister and was amazed to see how much everything had changed. The leaves were turning to orange, speckled grey, and only the occasional glimpse of summer green.

 

 

Missing the Sun, Missing the Sea

As England lapses into darkness and cold, I find myself nostalgically browsing through my photos of my trip to Nice at the end of last month.

Swimming in the sea, my head skimming above the surface and sun shining down through the water. And the people.

Spending days and nights on the beach.

The last night, slightly hazy now. Sitting with my friends from the language school on the beach. Someone had brought a guitar. Another, a drum. Everyone had their voices: Wonderwall by Oasis. And then the lightning struck and we sprinted to the market.

Moments I miss.

And of course I went to the Matisse and Chagall museum. And Musée des Beaux Arts, and the MAMAC. So many beautiful things to see, and to do. And I took so many photos. The light was too good not to.

Taking a walk around the port with my housemate, and came across this beauty.

Amid the fancy millionaire's yachts, the patchwork reflections of the tiny dinghies.

On my route to Place Massena every night.

Marché aux Fleurs.

Île de Ste Margeurite.

Fort Royal, Île Ste Margeurite. I loved the colour and shadow contrasts of the prison buildings with the sandn and sky.

The lonely battered boats, amidst the superyachts of Cannes.

I really do miss the sun, the sea, the colours.