This is fast becoming one of my favourite walks around town – not least because it’s less muddy than the other track out the back. Yesterday I awoke to find the world had turned white, complete with snow-drift piled-up on the front lawn by a passing snowplough. Naturally, over-inflated reports of traffic confusion abounded, although […]
…it does it properly. A small handful of photos taken late one evening when all around was quiet (apart from some lunatic burning-out the clutch in their Ford to get up the road) and covered in white (and slush) and no light but streetlights…
There’s something a bit romantic about the cosiness of suburban streets in the fog.
This pump in an old abandoned petrol-station was enjoying the last few rays of evening sunlight.
When life gives you bath-tubs… stick to the ceiling.
Appreciating the aesthetics of brokenness and decay in suburban Yorkshire. Wabi-sabi is a Japanese concept, an appreciation of beauty in imperfection, seen for example in reconstructing tea cups from broken crockery fragments, contrasting with Western ideals of unblemished perfection.