a Photo Blog, from swerve of shore to bend of bay, brings us by a commodius vicus of recirculation back to dear dirty New York
Every time I see two rows of squared-off trees like this (there are some in the Tuileries in Paris as well) I’m reminded of a painting that’s stuck in my mind as a Magritte. However, even though we were on our way to the Magritte Museum and, despite searching arduously on the Internet multiple times I’ve never been able to locate it so I have no idea what I’m misremembering.
Reflections in the River Wey were particularly lovely on this North Downs Way walk back on the 10th of June. (Click images to see larger; if viewing this in email you may need to click the post title first to open it in a browser.)
Twice, I almost captured the shining forth (epiphany) of the single, golden-leafed tree amidst the gray emptiness, mentioned in my last post. Here are 2 examples. Possible candidates for the haiku project…?
We live a couple blocks from an entry to the North Downs Way so it’s a frequent place to go for a walk. While I’m not really one for pretty landscapes, you can hardly expect me to go for a 5-mile walk without carrying a camera, can you? Click on any picture to see them all enlarged to full size.
The North Downs Way passes a few streets away from our flat. You can walk this trail 153 miles all the way to Dover. So far we’ve only managed short walks of a few miles but one day…
We rented an apartment (a flat) before coming to the UK off the evidence of a video walk-through. It’s brand new construction in a complex that’s only half done, of a development we’ve come to learn has been controversial, with local opposition for years.
