@chrisull.bsky.social

@chrisull.bsky.social

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Programmer, author, musician (lo-fi), amateur historian, amateur environmentalist (butterfly transect walker at Golitha Falls), chair of St Cleer Environmental group, runner, running coach and Birmingham City

A bright orange and black chequer board butterfly resting on a purple Betony flower on a backdrop of bracken.
A brown and slightly chewed looking ringlet, weak coffee brown coloured wings dotted by five small golden rings around a black centre surrounding a whitish dot.
I took this photo of a red admiral nectaring on bramble in 2020, and it’s still my favourite one. White spots on the top of the wing, red bands clearly visible as is the beautiful mottled black, red and white underwing,
A sturdy rectangular cross on a more recent square base, stands on bare grass under a mottled grey sky. You can see heather on the moor behind it, and further moorland peaks on the horizon.
A fresh bright orange gatekeeper butterfly on a bramble leaf.
Several silvery flat slabs of granite protrude from the sheep mown grass, the henge provides a ridge and ditch as a backdrop.
Hummingbird hawk moth on some bryony leaves
Me looking hot and sweaty by the Arrow Valley park run sign. Blue skies above and other runners milling around on the grass behind me.
A spearhead shaped stone emerges from the moss and grass to point like a finger at the distant grey tinged cumulus clouds that hover over the gorse and straw coloured grass underneath.
Two lichen encrusted stones jut out of the wintry gorse like wonky teeth , behind the reeds are sandy beige and on the horizon a large peak hovers in the distance.
A convincingly fake granite menhir sits atop a fake granite outcrop, that has been relocated from Cornwall, on a freshly cut lawn. Several species of exotic trees adorn the background and a little patch of cultivated garden is visible in the background. You can hear the waterfall in the background on a blazingly hot day.
Two yellow moths with black speckles mating on a green leaf. The lower moth is backing up under the wings of the other one which looks like it’s just sunning itself.
A black and white scene containing two rectangular menhirs poking out of the marsh grass. The sliding incline of the top left mimics the rolling peak of a hill above it on the horizon and right hand one has a slight bobble on the top and a far flatter profile echoing the other peak on the horizon .
A line of 5 menhirs stretch to the horizon in a grassy field. Quartz veins crisscross the first and nearest one. A ditch lined with gorse follies the stones up on the right. The sky is blue.
An impressive curving standing stone surrounded by dying bracken at its foot and gorse behind it. There is untended farmland to the right and an ominously cloudy grey sky above.
A bright yellow brimstone moth with brown smudges at the edge of its wings on grey glass.
A small squat rounded stone that looks like it’s cracked and been glued back together, albeit with a fist sized hole in the middle, stands alone in gorse and heather.
A 4.5m high menhir that protrudes from the ground ‘like a shark’s tooth’, stands in front of a bushy tree next to the vestiges of a footpath winding through the bracken. The sky is cloudless blue, this is high summer.
Close up of a thumb, with a small grey moth perched on it.
A grey moth with intricate white and bage lines running across its outer wings. Its inner wings are a pale grey.
A Strava posting showing an Evening Run (5x1 minute jog/5 x 1 minute walk) on a grassy field, with a distance of 0.79 miles, a pace of 12.21 mile and a time of 9.49 - even though I was continuously moving and I stopped the Garmin at 10.01 (wrinkles brow)
A large quartz streaked menhir dominates the foreground, it is wide and roughly tapered on the top. On the mowed grass in the background a shorter, similarly quartz’s, but shorter and more tapered stone stands. Behind this a tree lined horizon under pinkish blue skies.
A giant slab of vertical granite stands among trees, presiding over a recumbent stone, the aforementioned ‘table of sacrifice’
A single thin stone dominates a barren brown grass landscape to the left of the picture. It is echoed by a vertical vapour trail coming down the top right of a pallid blue sky. You can just about make out the stumps of other stones in the background
Three large squat menhirs map out a rectangle pointing right wards. Next to the stone in the foreground is a tree with a red ribbon/ string around it. The grass is parched brown and practically non existent but trees and green foliage form the backdrop.
A smallish, ridged one metre and a half menhir appears to be emerging from a horse bush and stands overlooking a blue lake in the distance. There is a small clump of trees to the left and clouds cluster over the horizon but the sky is a lovely cerulean blue.
A black and white picture taken over the gorse on the innermost rampart showing another further two rings and a horizon partially lost in the fog.
A rain covered windscreen in deep blue. A land mass is just about visible, take my word for it that it is Cape Cornwall and that is the monument on top and not a smudge on the lens.
A small and very pitted menhir stands on a patch of carefully mown grass. Card behind are queuing for petrol or parked beside a new wooden chalet/lodge. The stone itself is shaped like the number 1 and pitted like pumice. You could fit your hand into the largest hole.
An immense, steel toe capped menhir presides over a row of gravestones. Its pitted surface looks like pumice, holes and crevices being picked out by the late winter sunlight. The sky is cloudless blue fading into a pale pinkish grey on the horizon
Close up of some yellow gorse with a small peacock butterfly with 3 eyes clearly showing and the fourth missing on its bottom left wing.
Black and white filter applied to a mushroom shaped quoit. Three lichen encrusted menhirs merge together to prop up a semi circular capstone. The sky behind was unrelentingly grey in real life and just as grey once filtered.
Five jumbled and broken pieces of granite overlook a misty coastal panorama under silver skies.
Silivia Tarozzi - Lucciole
The Necks Disquiet CD - cd 2, track 1 causeway
Four upright granite menhirs, of which only 3 are tall enough to reach, barely a huge triangular UFO/UAP like capstone. The sky is overcast and grey, a hedgerow lines the horizon with a single tree and below the dolmen are scattered stones in the grass, three forming an arc underneath the dolmen itself.
A long straight country lane runs vertically up along the left of the photo, ahead you can see an avenue of trees in the sunlight but the grass verge takes centre stage as a mossy, knobbly stone of about 1m 25 stands prod of the hedgerow.
Me on an indoor home in an orange and black top in front of shelves full of cds and books, looking at a TV screen with a virtual representation of myself on a bike who is younger, fitter and slimmer
About five rather green and quartz veined uprights either prop up or pay an enormous Kendal mint cake like slab of a capstone. The sky is overcast and the field surrounding is closely cropped grass only adding to the green tones of the whole photo
A tangled wood, the sun peeps through the crook of a branch warming the whole picture, moss festoons standing, falling and fallen trees. There are ferns growing on some of the trees, this is temperate Atlantic rainforest.
A small rectangular pit lined with slate slabs (modern) on two sides and exposed ancient stonework on two. At the base is a black and white (now black and green) set of tiles arranged in a pattern where there are three large black squares in a row broken up by white/green squares and around the middle on each corner of the square are four smaller black squares.
A large stony mound which outcrops of grass, moss and thrift threaten to consume. At the base are two black portals and in between them a side that reads in French ‘ thank you for not climbing on the tumulus - protected site’
A lichen covered square slab of granite protrudes from broken branches as though it’s being released from the netherworld. Bramble and greenery half bury it and behind several trees provide it with shelter.
Pile of 6 books - Flights - Olga Tokarczuk, Pan The Great God’s return - Paul Robichaud, Kindred Neanderthal Life,Live, Death and Art - Rebecca Wragg-Sykes, The Western Rising of 1549 - Mark Stoyle, clothes, Music, Boys - Viv Albertine, Shouting Out Loud, Lives of the Raincoats, Aubrey Golden, Ninth Street Women Five painters and the movement that changed modern art - Mary Gabriel
A tall slab of granite, dotted with lichens protrudes from a grassy and dried mud outcrop. Surrounded by deciduous trees you can see a fallen menhir on the right and stretching into the distance behind benches and either another fallen menhir or a glacial erratic.
Standing on a small scrubby triangle of grass is a rhomboid shaped menhir, about one metre 30 in height. The Witheystone (white stone) is named for the lichens on its face, completely white in the left and lightly freckled on the face to the right. Dirt tracks run behind and to the right of it and ivy clad oaks and beeches line the Cornish hedgerows behind it. Taken on 1st Jan 2026.
Close up of two small white wild strawberry flowers, one has seen better days with hollowed out black centre. Other looks fresh
On the beach at Roscoff, running around the Ricky headlands , you can see a near impassable wall of rocks jutting out to a headland cover in trees with some sort of castle folly if you zoom in.
A right angled rather higgledy-piggledy dolmen, where large granite capstones are spread like puffed up pillows on a set of teeth like uprights. Pine needles and tree roots braid the ground and a large oak? Has sprung up behind. In the background in front of the tree line another dolmen with double capstones can be glimpsed in profile.
A small, dark and tame river bisects the landscape diagonally, leafless beech trees line both sides of the river bank and on the left bank trees roots have been exposed by erosion.
A tall wife menhir that sports an ornate cross like a hat, has a series of carvings across the top. The lower set of the stone is partly stained brown but has an aura of a a caved painting. It stands in a recently mien walled enclosure, backed by some wild conifers under a vibrant blue sky.
A tower of rust barely holds up a public footpath sign. It’s supported by some most blocks of granite of a Cornish hedge, that is festooned with ferns, grasses, pennywort and ivy. It features to some deciduous woodland behind.
A small lintel capped doorway beckons into a muddy interior. Each side is built up from large kerbing stones to give it a semi circular profile with a bulge on top. Grass hadn’t really conquered the mound and cattle have kept the surrounding grass low. The sky is a cloudless cyan and you can just about make out the moors on the horizon.
A tall, silhouetted phallic looking Celtic cross , emerging from a small bed of bricks. The moorland behind is bathed orange and sky is a dizzying whisk of peach Melba streaks, mango horses tails and candy floss cumulus .
A huge windswept sky dominants the photo, cumuli are stretched and smudged on the blue sky. Below is a cairn, of two circular level platforms containing a mixture of granite and shrubs. A short passage bisects the two platforms and leads to a small circle of stones in the centre. Heathers and moorland grass dot the scene like freckles. The photo has been taken using a wide angle setting that slightly distorts the panorama as though the whole moorland behind was also just another concentric circle encompassing the cairn.
A set of small, squat, ash grey dolmens stretch diagonally from left to right in a long row, there’s at least five in this unkempt grassy field bounded by a variety of deciduous trees.