Saturday had been busy so Sunday had to be quiet. One of my favourite locations for loosing myself or forest bathing as I understand its now called, are the Terraced Gardens at Rivington. Once the site of Lord Leverhulme’s weekend retreat.
S So far so good, Mr Bluesky hasn’t turned up yet but Mr. Rainyday is also absent. I haven’t been to Sheffield in a while so there’s always the acclimatization period while I wander around more aimlessly than normal while I remember where everything is. See what’s still around and what’s disappeared. I like a town or city that still has the quirky, off the beaten track corners. Sheffield has […]
Right, it’s a Saturday morning. I have that camera with me and a bag of fruit pastilles. The day is mine. I like the air of expectation on a big station, especially in a morning, before the rush, when everything is starting to come to life and fall into place.
I’ve been working through the photo files this week, in between bursts of DIY and gardening. I know, who needs fast cars and whisky?
Like the man said, I’m sitting at a railway station, got a ticket for my destination etc. Paul Simon hitting the nail on the head for that limbo feeling the rail traveller can experience in between trains. I understand the song was written on a tour of the UK, think it’s Farnworth station, now Widnes (?) Where the commemorative plaque is. Must go looking a some point. I should know, […]
Okay, things sorted and making my way back to the station. The weather is turning a bit unfriendly, dark clouds are gathering overhead like Macbeth’s witches. I have a liking for Wrexham, it’s a little bit careworn in places so it hasn’t been completely scrubbed clean of any character or the tucked away corners the I like exploring.
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