Surrey – Page 2

At the end of the field we took a turning we’d never taken before and found ourselves on a public footpath we’d never been on before. I’m always taken by these types of tunnels of trees, probably because of W Eugene Smith’s famous image, and I made several attempts.

Landscape

Our walk behind the university car-park took us through a wild field in bright, midday sun (but no more than about 20° (68°F) where sheep were grazing.

Sheep May Safely Graze

Concrete Action

Every time we think the frightfully loud building work outside our windows may be done, something new comes along.

Blackberries

Blackberries grow wild aplenty in and around Farnham Park. in mid-August we (really, my wife) frequently picked them on our walks and added them to our morning yogurts with my homemade granola.

Misremembered

Pat Walls

Sculptor Pat Walls putting the finishing touches to one of his several sandstone statues (here, the wheelwright) portraying the crafts and trades of Farnham in the Brightwells Yard development in Farnham as it holds out hope of completing. I had a nice chat with him about his practice and he described to me each of the artisans portrayed in the statues.

Alien Road

Perseid Night

The night the Perseid shower was meant to provide the best seeing here in Southeastern England, we went out to the park around midnight. As we ran out the door, I grabbed a camera with a 55-200mm zoom on it, but no tripod. While the sky was mostly clear and dark, there was a glow on the Eastern horizon which I imagine was from Aldershot. We did see a few brief streaks in the sky and one very bright one. Of course, I didn’t capture any of them but, taking handheld (braced) shots with 4 second exposures at ISO 12,800 I did get some mysterious and eerie night shots of the sky with a handful of blurry stars.

A Horse is a Horse, of Course, of Course

Horse on the Horizon

Wey Ripples

Once again, a walk along the River Wey in the North Downs Way yields startlingly beautiful reflections.

Wey Fronds

Fronds grow in the River Wey and are stroked by the current. It’s always a lovely sight and one I have never really succeeded in capturing.

Wildflowers

Another walk along the North Downs Way. There’s always something new to see and we’ve never gone more than about 5 – 10 miles along its 153-mile course, all the way to Dover.

Utopia

I’m planning to enter a contest themed around the concept of “utopia,” Thomas More’s famous place-name from the Greek “no place” (but punning on “good place”). I have chosen to work on liminal spaces, those that are on the threshold between one place and another, spaces that are not places. Here, I present some recent candidates from my perambulations around Farnham. Click any of the images below (in the browser, not email) to see them larger.