But there’s nothing to see……

You’ll see why I’ve given my blog that title as I write…..

My first morning in paradise and I can see it’s very foggy outside. I couldn’t have looked at the time of sunrise as it was very dark as I stepped outside. I switched the torch on my walking stick to lead the way. I could just tell it was going to be one of those magical misty mornings in paradise.

I could hear Robins singing all around me, yet it was so dark they were out of sight. As I reached the bay there was a wonderful blue light. The white motor boats with their blue covers silhouetting perfectly in the still calm water

I decided to head down to the cove, the one just round the corner from Friars Crag. I could just make out sheep in the half light

Imagine my surprise to see lots of photographers set up around the waters edge

I’ve never seen that before. The geese looked perfect in the misty light. Borrowdale hidden from view in the morning fog

They were all static but I meandered along clicking at each view

So wonderful this time in a morning.The sheep had gone right down to the waters edge, mixing with the geese and just standing and looking just like me

I saw one of the photographers walking back to his tripod and asked him what they were all doing. Had they spotted something? His reply?

“No, we’re on a photography course and the tutor brought us down here thinking we would be able to take wonderful photos but, as you can see, we can’t see anything” he sighed

For a moment, I was silent and quite confused, then I said,

“But look at all the wonderful silhouettes, the beauty of the mist, hiding the background so you can focus on what is in view, making it stand out and look even more beautiful. And when it starts to lift it will be even more magical. Just wait 30 minutes and you’ll see”

“Well I hope so” was his despondent reply.

What a shame he thought it had to be clear before beauty appeared. I felt very sorry for him 😔 

I stayed a while clicking away, then ambled up to Friars Crag. There were two more photographers with tripods facing into the fog. I’d assumed they were with the same class but turns out they’d just come to take morning photos.

“But the fogs too thick” they said glumly.

“But look at this side, pointing to the opposite side to them, the morning sun is starting to burn away the mist and the light will be wonderful in a few minutes”

They could see what I meant this time and moved their tripods over to the other side and started snapping the same silhouettes I’d taken a few minutes ago. 

I left them to it. Time was getting on, just after 7 now. I walked down to the swimming bay and was surprise, when I zoomed in, to see a Mandarin, just like on the village pond. Maybe he too had come for a short break 🤣

Nearly back at the launch boats and the photography students had moved along with me as they all stood snapping the boats. They seemed much happier now they could see something ☺️

Just the stillness and barren view I found magical as I know later, when all around will be seen, it’ll look like a totally different scene

I thought the reflection of the boats would be my last photo

….as I headed home for a shower and my breakfast. But then spiders web started glistening into view and I found this perfect one, soaked in dew so fully visible 😍

Just as I was turning into the gate, a Robin started to sing in the trees opposite …I stood scanning the branches, then saw it perched high on the uppermost branch singing its morning song

After my shower, I opened the curtains and the view had been transformed

And at breakfast I had an even bigger surprise. A man and woman were sat at their table as I sat at mine. We exchanged morning greetings and the woman smiled and said,

“Are you Wendy?”😳

Turns out the lady reads my blog and was there after I’d spoken about my lovely Appletrees. 

Just one simple comment had made my day and it wasn’t even 9am yet……