Short, Nearby Walk

           Shortly after my walk. begins, an abrupt change in the depth of water has created a miniature waterfall, and beyond, a narrowing causes a fan shaped pattern beyond, and some reeds create bubbles on the surface.

          As I walk further, the banks have clusters of bright contrasting colours of red and golden leaves on fearsome thorned purple stems, set against green leaves pockmarked with smallish brown growths. Clusters of lighter gold thistleheads also share the tops of the raised banks to the stream. The sky in one direction still has some blue beyond the clouds, yet in another now only has shades of grey above the waterlogged fields. This does enhance the lushness of the coming year’s crop.

          In the wooded areas sharing the space amongst the carpet of golden fallen leaves, can be seen what I imagine were once brick based gun emplacements, now sharing the ground with trees intent on reclaiming the space from the relics of a past war. Also a single, taller brick structure on two levels of concrete. As I returned to the main road, leaving a hint of the church tower beyond the tall bushes, I encountered a deep cube cut into the road, and protected by interlocking bright orange plastic barriers  

          This now waterlogged trench with clustered cables presumably awaiting conection to the next pit further along the road.

Fowlmere Visit with Catherine

Catherine and I met up close to the woods at Fowlmere; a destination she had suggested that was equally distant from both of us, and she had some software on her phone that gave her an indication of my location. So it was unsurprising that we soon met up!

The day was not cold, but the light was dull, but I was still able to capture some colour, and the amount of rainfall certainly favoured greens! The season contributed deep reds, and golden browns; and rotting tree trunks and rippling waters of the stream gave texture. So, despite the lack of sunlight, colour was still evident, and I did my best to bring this out in the images that appear in the gallery.

This all took place some time back, due to my inability to publish the gallery of images taken over the period, but with help provided by Tim, my son-in-law, I am trying to slowly bring these galleries out of their forced darkness, but in many instances, the narrative story surrounding these photos is lost in the gloom of my failing memory as a direct result of my isolation from human contact at this time. I hope that the images themselves give some pleasure to those who visit my blog and the galleries I create, as I wander the woods, fields, rivers and lakes that I visit with my camera to capture the beauty and activity, as I exercise my eyes and brain to keep sane.