Nikon D800 with Tokina 35-70 f2.8 Ais AT-X lens.
Another from the flower series.
Back from holiday.
The Wall.
Dhows at Shannah.
Hilf – Masirah.
Old discarded net float – Masirah.
Three little stones.
“I like the Walrus best,” said Alice, “because you see he was a little sorry for the poor oysters.”
“He ate more than the Carpenter, though,” said Tweedledee. “You see he held his handkerchief in front, so that the Carpenter couldn’t count how many he took: contrariwise.”
“That was mean!” Alice said indignantly. “Then I like the Carpenter best—if he didn’t eat so many as the Walrus.”
“But he ate as many as he could get,” said Tweedledum.
Fishing Dhows – Masirah.
Masirah beach.
Sand Comet.
Waves – Masirah No2.
Waves – Masirah Island.
Abandoned grave site – Masirah.
Ancient grave site on Masirah Island with mostly a Nne. Ssw. orientation – I have no idea of age, but it has not been enclosed with a wall by the government so almost certainly pre-Islamic, although there is a mixture of styles.
No indication of an adjoining settlement and so far nothing from my search on the internet.
Several have very old crumbly scallop shells placed on them & vary in size from child to adult.
Masirah – just another day at the office.
Shock, horror – Masirah has a new ferry that actually goes when advertised !
In a previous post I mentioned how the Masirah ferry is disorganised and chaotic – the boats are not exactly following any health & safety rules (in fact European H&S would have an apoplectic fit !) they go when they feel like leaving (no time-table, that was tried and ignored) and boarding is a free for all.
Not any more – look at the above picture, a catamaran with a time table & tickets no less. Safety video, air-conditioned seating the whole nine yards 🙂
Allegri’s Miserere performed by the Tallis Scholars.
The Tallis Scholars under the direction of Peter Phillips.
Wonderful stuff !
Wadi Rocks.
Leaf against palm No2.
A sad situation.
The mountains look on Marathon
And Marathon looks on the sea;
And musing there an hour alone,
I dream’d that Greece might still be free…..
From ‘The Isles of Greece’ by Lord Byron.
Leaf against palm trunk.
Stepping stones.
Editing & scanning.
Doing something useful – editing & scanning.
A quick image of my work area when sorting film – catching up with a backlog before I escape in the next month for some downtime.
Fuji X-pro1 @ 5000 iso f5.6 (daylight) from camera to laptop without any editing other than crop.
P.s
Playing with a borrowed Eyefi card eyefi.com/cameras#fujifilm/x-pro_1
Just because I could, not something I plan to do – just wanted to see if it would work 🙂
Hanging clasp.
Rusting Clasp.
Another sorry looking lock.
Omar Metioui – The Oud.
The Oud played by Omar Metioui with words from the poem:
A garden among the flames
O Marvel,
a garden among the flames!
My heart can take on
any form:
a meadow for gazelles,
a cloister for monks,
For the idols, sacred ground,
Ka’ba for the circling pilgrim,
the tables of the Torah,
the scrolls of the Qur’án.
I profess the religion of love;
wherever its caravan turns along the way,
that is the belief,
the faith I keep.
A poem by:
Abū ʿAbd Allāh Muḥammad ibn ʿAlī ibn Muḥammad ibnʿArabī al-Ḥātimī aṭ-Ṭāʾī.
Better known as: Ibn Arabi – I think you can see why. 25 July 1165 – 8 November 1240.
He was a renowned Andalusia Sufi mystic and philosopher.

















