Alone time, today I am by myself, my wife is at work. So, I get a little freedom. Not that I need it in that sense, she is very good to me. I have a hankering for the coast and the sea, but woodlands are calling as well and closer.
What I really need is space and an escape from cars, people, and hustle. Particularly the hustle. That rules out the Coast and a one-and-a-half-hour drive just to be surrounded by hordes of people. The woods sound nice but today, too confining. I need the wind in my hair and space to breathe. Water, I need to be near water. So, the Ouse Valley Way Beckoned. I know a part that people rarely go on and it provides a good hike.
On the first part of the hike the road and river are close together but soon part company and when they do the incessant thrum of cars diminishes and is replaced by the shrieks and cries of gulls wheeling and twisting in the wind. Do birds enjoy flying? Do they do it for fun?
What I want to say is the sunlight catches the ripples on the water and the dappled light reflects on to the underside of the trees. It creates tantilizing shapes and shadows on the leaves as it flashes. I can’t. What I can say is the sun blasts its way onto the surface of the water a blazing patch of light that hammers its way into my eyes. It leaves swirls of purple as after images.
Two longboats pass by, one silently gliding with a quiet, modern engine. Monotone grey with no adornments or paintwork. The second called Ebenezer moves slowly with a chug, chug, chug of an older engine, and green coach lines.
Why am I here?
This is a photo day for me and already I have an image of fading sunflowers set against a row of trees that are showing the first signs of autumn in their branches. What I want to capture is the peace and tranquillity of the river, the emptiness of the fens.
Alone time, just me, the gulls and my camera
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