[Every Friday I’m posting, for the fun of it, four photographs selected pretty much at random from my hard drives. They were captured with a variety of technologies, from analogue through early digital to my latest cameras, so their quality, both artistic and technical, may vary!]
I love camping (apart from the mosquitoes). In truth, I love camping in Canada – the British version is a bit sad, and I haven’t done enough on the Continent to be able to compare it. Again, to be honest, Canadian camping, especially in provincial parks, is pretty luxurious, with drive in sites, nice level pads, reasonable privacy (usually), fire pits (when it’s safe). OK, there are usually pit toilets which involve a certain amount of nose-holding, and really busy sites can be noisy, but because camping is part of Canadian culture most people are considerate, and the less-popular parks can offer at least a taste of solitude.
I like everyday, prosaic and often-overlooked details that prompt one to think of “what” and “why”. Why was this ring placed here, and what was attached to it? Was it once used to restrain animals? Or to hang a lamp? I’ll never know the story behind this ring, but it’s fun to come up with ideas…
For some reason, clouds seem lower in Canada. These were trapped in a valley near the US border.
Whenever and wherever we ramble or explore, I am drawn to old railway goods vans that have been re-used as sheds. Most, like this one, have long outlived their working life both on rails and in the countryside, and are beginning to decay into the surrounding vegetation.
Two shades of tan: a memory of sun, sand and sea.