After last night’s gales, and driving, torrential rain, I awoke this morning to clear bright skies, and a cool, crisp temperature. Once it was time for Ollie’s walk, I had decided to take the camera along, and see if I could make some use of the good weather for photos. As luck would have it, by the time I got to the area I wanted to photograph, the clouds were covering the sun, and the light was fading fast. Undaunted, I took the shots anyway.
The camera was set to a 1:1 square format ratio. This replicates old-fashioned photography, and the limits it imposes on composition can be problematic, but personally, I always find the results appealing. They are all large files, and can be clicked on for more detail. Despite the poor light, I am pleased to report that all the pictures are clear and sharp, and benefit from enlarging.
Outside the local school is the Beetley Village Sign, in front of the more recent Millennium Clock. Signs like these can be found all over the county, and in the absence of a village green, or a central point of congregation, ours was erected outside the school. You can see a representation of a woodsman, using a wooden mallet. Beetley derives it’s name from the Anglo-Saxon word ‘Betel’, meaning a wooden hammer, and the many trees in the area made it a regional centre for the production of these tools. This sign was erected for a village centenary, in 1994, although Beetley is much older than that.
Walking along the main road, I came to The New Inn. This was formerly the only pub in Beetley, and closed some years back. It was later reopened as a Thai restaurant, although a traditional bar is still provided at the front for drinkers, and it is well-used by local people.
Walking over to the recreation ground, I could see a local football match was in progress. The Beetley Bees are our village team (in yellow and black of course) and they were hosting a home game. I have no idea who their opponents were. The blond goalkeeper tried to stroke Ollie, but something about him frightened the dog, and he ran away from the young man. It might have been the bright green outfit.
I tried my hand at a sports shot, but didn’t get the ball in the frame.
At the edge of the football pitches, is the Village Hall. This is widely used for all sorts of activities, and by many local clubs too. It was recently refurbished, and looking at its best, despite the failing light.
As it was almost time to go home, I walked the few minutes back to Beetley Meadows, to give Ollie some familiar places to check out. By the bridge, I spotted these snowdrops on the riverbank. The river beyond is muddy and murky, not as clear as it usually is, and much higher, from the recent rains.
There you have some more images of the village, on a day that seemed more like late Autumn, than the depths of winter. I hope you enjoyed them.