Return to Earth's Crust Bakery

A few months ago I spent a day embedded in Earth's Crust Bakery, with a variety of different styles of photos to take – from documentary and behind-the-scenes, to staff and product photography.

Surrounded by some of the tastiest produce to ever come out of an oven, along with the aromas to match, this was one of the most enjoyable environments to work in.

One of the key photos to get was one of the owners, the wonderful Tom and Pavlina van Rooyen, and some of the staff, behind the counter – a good banner shot for the website. However, the time of day when they had the most staff in coincided with it being their busiest time.

This meant every time there seemed to be a brief lull in business, I would quickly get the lights set up, only for several customers to suddenly come through the door seeking their delicious produce.


We got there in the end

And their food is incredibly tasty! You don't just have to take my word for it – they have won multiple awards, including being finalists in the BBC Food Awards in 2017.

Once tasted, you can't go back. Even Tesco super-finest-best-ever loaves feel pappy and aerated compared to the thick, mouthwatering delights, created with love and passion using the finest, organic ingredients.













I've written before about how Tom and Pavlina turned round the disaster when their home bakery business burned down (see - https://kimayres.blogspot.com/2016/08/earths-crust-bakery.html), but in the intervening couple of years they have grown from strength to strength. All this at a time when another major bakery in town closed down.





Earth's Crust have now been approached to appear in a book about the best bakers in Europe, so I needed to take a couple of photos of Tom at work in the kitchen area, which we did around mid-afternoon, after the place became much quieter.

This time I could set up the lighting how I wanted without having to worry about customers tripping over them.






With dough so light, Tom can levitate it with his mind...



Although it was a long day and I was shooting in several different styles, we ended up with a great collection of images they can use for a wide variety of media.

And as with my last shoot, I left with armfuls of produce at the end of the day.

I love photo shoots like this.

Starling Murmurations over Castle Douglas

I've been trying to put together a blog post about the starling murmurations in Castle Douglas for a several weeks now, but it's not been easy.

For some reason, these small birds have been gathering in their thousands over this town, in a way I haven't seen in the 15 years we've lived here.

And as the sun disappears over the horizon, they flock together in larger and larger numbers, all swooping and diving across the sky in apparent synchronicity: smaller groups joining bigger ones, then sections break away only to turn back and rejoin.

Suddenly patterns emerge – shapes in the sky stretch, contract, and flow. It looks like a mushroom, a boomerang, a manatee, a shark, a seahorse, a question mark – and then they spread out like an undulating blanket.

It is absolutely hypnotic.

I've seen this kind of thing on TV nature programmes, but to experience it first hand induces a whole new level of wonder.

We have sometimes seen them from the kitchen, but there's a great big tree in the middle of the view, jutting up from our neighbour's garden so I've kept running upstairs to look out from Meg's bedroom window, for a better view. But the tree still dominates.



I'm not a wildlife or landscape photographer. People are my speciality: people I can talk to, interact with, ask to move in this direction or that while I tailor the lighting to sculpt the mood.

This is not my realm, so I feel hopelessly inadequate to capture the look, feeling and sheer scale of this nightly event.

I heard of them gathering just outside of Castle Douglas, on the edge of town, just before Christmas, and kept thinking I ought to go and take a look. Then on New Year's Day I saw them briefly out of the window and rushed outside with my camera, but I couldn't see the large numbers people had been talking about, and the street itself was limiting the amount of sky I could see anyway.



Between 4pm and 5pm I was often too busy to look, but periodically over the next few weeks I went out with my camera, from different angles in the town, trying to capture some kind of iconic image that encapsulated the wonder of witnessing these birds in action, but there were always buildings, trees, and telegraph poles and lines in awkward places that spoiled the composition.



Or often the sky was really dull, which made for a bland photo, or it was broken up with clouds in a way that made it difficult to really see what was happening in a static image.



Eventually I realised I had to accept I was never going to be able to get the definitive photograph to generate the sheer size, power and wonder of the murmurations, because it's all about movement.

There isn't a single moment where you can say "That's it! That's what it looks like!"

The awesome experience of watching them comes from how they change from one fraction of a second to the next.

What I needed to do was video them (see below).

The first half is where I literally pulled over to the side of the road and leapt out of the car with my camera. The second half I went back to the same area, but climbed a small hill to get a better view, with more sky (including the moon), and was rewarded with some of the most amazing patterns.

It's not of a BBC Nature programme standard - even a David Attenborough voice over wouldn't improve the quality.

However, if you have not really seen this kind of thing before, then sit for the next 4 minutes and be mesmerised by the movement.

And if you turn your volume on for the last few seconds, you'll hear the almighty racket they make once they're settled into the trees