Strange times we live in, but flowers still bloom.
At least it looks like it.
It’s because of the way the sunlight fell through the trees boughs above.
Once again, taken with my smartphone on my daily walk.
I feel like, throughout the whole existence of this blog, I have never given daisies the justice they deserve. So while going out for walks during this pandemic, I’ve been keeping my eye out for daisies. My local park had just what I was after.
Pictures taken with my smartphone, again, as my camera has been untouched for majority of this spring, because what’s the point…
The five of them were so together, away from the rest of those on the above three photos, that it made me think: okay, so they’re either five members of a girlband or the five Bennett sisters from Pride and Prejudice.
Part Two of Nature Doing Her Thing, Pandemic Or Not.
Pictures yet again taken on a government sanctioned walk with my smartphone.
Speaking of smartphone, it’s been a while since I picked up my camera. Well really, what’s the point. The light is good enough in the daytime for the little piece of outside world we’re allowed these days.
There will be other springs.
Pandemic or not, nature does her thing.
Taken with my smartphone on a once-a-day allowed walk.
British weather in normal times: run for cover.
British weather in coronavirus times: beautiful, sunny, not a cloud in sight.
What can you do?
I took a few pics of Manchester after lockdown while I was still going to work (I’m classed as a key worker).
Pigeons have now taken over the town (I’ve seen that happen before, albeit briefly), though I wonder how they’ll get fed, as with no people in town eating, there are no crumbs left for them.
Is there any better sign of the bleakness of the times we live in than a closed McDonald’s?
Written in chalk on the pavement:
Entrance to Arndale from Exchange Square.
Printworks–I’ve never seen it shut down in all the 17 years I’ve lived in Manchester.
Well, here’s your gloomscapes, the Universe whispers to which I respond: I did not want this! I only like it when it’s fictional! I only to like to imagine it!
I used to joke often about the upcoming end of the world, never did I imagine it would happen for real. In the future, we will talk about the before and after. Everyone will know someone who has lost someone to the virus.
How am I gonna be an optimist about this?Bastille, Pompeii
The only way is to hope that the world will change for the better–and work towards it.
I meant to post this last week but I forgot, so I’m doing it now before the month is out.
I took this picture in February 2010 (exact date was 19/02/2010) on my way to work in the morning. I don’t remember what brand smartphone it was.
Happy 10th anniversary, picture!
It’s foggy and frosty and I think I would prefer that to what we have now. (Another storm is on the way and I’m slowly forgetting what the world was like before them. I don’t remember the last time we had dry weather at a weekend.)
Just for fun, I have tinted versions:
As always, shame about the cars, without them the image would look much better.
A follow up to my previous post After The Storm.
This story has no happy ending.
The tree died.