Some photos from a riverside walk in Richmond on a sunny afternoon last month….
(I got divebombed by a bullfinch when I was taking this)
There’s more Richmond riverside on my blog here.
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Some photos from a riverside walk in Richmond on a sunny afternoon last month….
(I got divebombed by a bullfinch when I was taking this)
There’s more Richmond riverside on my blog here.
A couple of weeks ago I went for a wander through Kensal Green, one of London’s Magnificent Seven cemeteries. I didn’t take many photos, but the atmosphere inspired me to take a few with the Hipstamatic app on my old phone. I used to love experimenting with the different combinations of lenses/films, but I haven’t really played around with it much of late. This particular combination has always been a favourite of mine because of the way it imparts a timeless dream-like quality that is perfectly suited for old stone structures in the sunshine.
[photos taken with Hipstamatic, using the BettieXL lens and Kodot XGrizzled film]
As the post-title suggests, this wasn’t my first visit to Kensal Green, you can read my previous posts here: Kensal Green Cemetery // Faces of Kensal Green.
On an unseasonably warm Indian summer’s day in late October, she travelled westwards, to enjoy the bright blue skies and look at brightly-feathered birds.
She sat where Rogers sat and thought about all the other people who had sat in the same place.
She admired the golden roses and green ivy outside the Ice House.
Although she was sad to see find some grapes withered on the vine, she admired their autumn colours.
Nearby, she found some grapes that would never wither.
The strange flowers on the fig tree reminded her of christmas.
She wandered past the playing field as the sun began to go down, and was happy to be right where she was.
(This is a companion piece/sequel to this post.)