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Sunday

It’s Sunday. Growing up in my household,  it was always the day when not much happened. It was the day when cars were washed (by hand) Usually by me to earn a little bit of extra pocket-money. Newsagents opened for a few hours. Definitely closed by 1pm. Teenagers worked on their bicycles or if they were old enough on their first car.  You could smell the roast dinners cooking in each household.  One of our neighbours would always pass over the fence the chicken giblets for our cats to eat (we had three)
One of our cats loved cooked chicken so much so she would sit down in front of the oven as it cooked!

Once lunch was finished, the afternoon was usually the time for a trip around garden centres and DIY stores.  I never really enjoyed these trips as a youngster as I suffered with hay-fever and was allergic to a lot of things contained within them.  We often would go out for a ‘drive’ to nowhere in particular.

I wasn’t to know that years later these little trips around Bedfordshire would be a great help in my working life right up to the present.

One of the places we would go to was right on our door step so to speak. Bedford River. The Great Ouse.

The view from ‘The County Bridge’ better known as Prebend Street Bridge.
The view facing the Town Bridge

The view of the Town Bridge from the opposite direction

John Bunyan boat cruising on the river.

 

A classic shot of the suspension bridge

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Connecting with the Past

On a very chilly but sunny Sunday afternoon

I took a  quick walk though Foster Hill Road Cemetery Bedford

I was there to listen to a very entertaining talk by author Ruth Hogan (Keeper of Lost Things) but took the time to take a few photos with my trusty camera on my way out.

 

 

 

Angel

I often find myself walking around churches and graveyards, the other day I walked through a large cemetery and saw this lovely Angel

Although the day was bitterly cold, the sun was shining and a robin was singing his heart out

Don’t forget the Trees

On my walks, be it along the riverbank at lunchtime, or on a birdwatching trip to a local nature reserve or country park; you will always find trees.

They may not always be the focal point of the shot.

Look Around You

Whenever I go out whether its to the shops or on one of my walks around a nature reserve or my usual lunchtime walk along the riverbank,  I take the time to take a look around at my changing surroundings.

A new bypass has opened on my journey to work, which I don’t need to use but it has the knock on effect that my journey time has increased.

The riverside has changed a lot in the last few years, with building being demolished, new buildings taking their place and the addition of a new river bridge.

Nature changes from season to season. Leaves change colour, Flowers bloom, birds build nests and eggs are laid and chicks .

This time of year is a good time to watch birds feeding at bird tables.

And in Spring you can see

If you take time to look.

I find going for a walk clears my mind and often inspires my writing.  I also get to meet the most interesting people, from avid birdwatchers who are more than happy to share their latest sightings, to the artist who paints what he sees.

Walk on By

When out for a walk, I like to look around at all of my surroundings. I try to take the time to look at what is right in front of me.

The unusual shapes

and the colours

of Autumn

I don’t forget to look up

And of course across the lake

or river

Capturing life as it passes by

by day

and by night

 

Halloween

Has arrived, the clocks have gone back, the days are getting shorter.

But still

if you closely at the reflections on the river……..