I do like fancy gates and stone pillars.
This blog started as a year long project to post a photo taken in the Aberdeenshire village of Johnshaven every day for a year. Having completed all 366 postings, I'm going to keep adding the occasional photo. All comments are very welcome. If you see anything on here that is factually inaccurate, please feel free to put me right!
Saturday, 7 January 2012
Friday, 6 January 2012
269. The Old Mill
This is a bit of a sorry sight nowadays, but was once a thriving flax mill providing employment for lots of people. I believe it was closed in the 1930s.
Thursday, 5 January 2012
268. Seal
Since starting this blog I've been desperately hoping to spot a seal on the beach but have so far failed. However, my friend with a long lens, Mark Smith, managed to get this great shot on the Johnshaven shore on 27th December. Thanks very much for letting me pinch it Mark!
Wednesday, 4 January 2012
267. Bark boiler
This unusual looking feature is a rare thing, certainly the last of its kind in the village and probably one of very few remaining in existence.
I'm reliably informed (thanks Richard) that it's a bark boiler. Organic products, such as cotton nets and sisal ropes would have been dipped into it to protect them. The bark was a derivative of the acacia tree and was brought in from India.
Fascinating stuff. I've tried to find out more through the power of Google, but have so far drawn a blank.
Tuesday, 3 January 2012
266. Rocks
What this photo doesn't show properly is the way the sun was dancing on the water in this peaceful spot.
Monday, 2 January 2012
265. Signpost
This fingerpost is at the harbour. It took a very long time and a lot of gnashing of teeth by the Community Council to get this sign erected, so I hope people do actually read it.
Sunday, 1 January 2012
264. Happy New Year!
This is how we do Hogmanay in Johnshaven. People gather at the harbour to hear the New Year rung in by the bells on the old chapel. It normally attracts a large crowd but was a bit quieter than usual last night - possibly because the bell is housed in the tower of the building that was devastated by fire in early 2011 and couldn't actually be rung.
It was a gorgeous, cloudless night with a starry sky. Someone was sending up paper lanterns from somewhere to the south and they floated over us with a beautiful orange glow. Fireworks were popping off around the village too.
In the absence of the bell there was a countdown followed by much hugging and kissing and warm wishes for the year ahead.
I hope everyone reading this has a very happy and healthy 2012.
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