This evening was a calmer, more sedate affair than of late. Looking up at the moon put everything in perspective. In the scheme of things, taking the best ever photograph of the South Downs really isn't that important. I enjoyed myself for the first time in a fortnight, revisiting Stanmer Down, a favourite haunt of mine. Sadly, I forgot to bring my bottle opener, which meant the Black Sheep Ale had to await consumption until arrival at home, despite numerous attempts to force the cap off using my tripod head.
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The National Trust had predicted a brief and limited display of bluebells this spring, owing to an extremely dry winter. My mother, a keen gardener, was among the first to dismiss this suggestion, followed by a number of Brighton-based photographers. It would seem that this year's bluebells are simply a trifle tardy in their arrival. Nate Wood is on the southern flank of a 360 hectare woodland near Polegate in East Sussex. I was fortunate enough to visit this location during a cool and unsettled Sunday evening, which meant that the indigenous crepuscular and nocturnal animals could begin feeding an hour early. Indeed, the absence of people led to a sighting of Roe deer in neighbouring Abbots Wood. I observed three of these beautiful, petite mammals running through the woods; their winter coats replaced by a lightweight reddish-brown coat of summer. Photographing bluebells is harder than you think. The best approach is to use a moderately long telephoto lens, shooting from a