|The Sun Going Down
||[Jan. 12th, 2006|09:43 am]
You have made my day. I love green valleys and clouds.
We went for a short drive and I happened to be carrying my camera and the light was just amazing.
One's rarely as lucky as this.
Pylons have a certain skeletal elegance, I think.
The landscape looks a lot like where I grew up in Kansas/Missouri
They were taken in the Pennine foothills, between Oldham and Mossley
Only a good day could end so well.
Yeah, I like it.
i love the third photo especially: the way the water collects all the way down the road...
That's my favourite too.:)
By the way, I just added you to my flist. I hope that's okay.
And very pleased to meet you. :)
i know i don't reply as much as i should but just so you know- i love your photos. (of these, the third one down is my favorite.)
there's something neat about seeing your photos from so far away and having there be something so familiar about them. places and people, the same all over.
#3 is my favourite too. The puddles make it, I think.
Yes, the puddles. :>
I live in the middle of the city, eyes capture it everyday. What you see, you capture here for more eyes than would ever know it otherwise. That's pretty intense.
I hadn't thought of it that way, but yes, you're right.
These aren't famous beauty spots or anything. Not the kind of views that wind up on calendars. Oldham is an old industrial town and has a reputation- which it's slowly changing- for poverty and grot. It's not a place that outsiders identify with scenic beauty.