Another one of those unpredictable smartphone shots that turn out so well. I’m not normally in this area at that time, so it was doubly unexpected.
Can’t really beat my Flora Rainbow from last year!
Here’s what happened when I took an unplanned walk to the village of Heptonstall from Hebden Bridge.
It started with this.
I thought, just because you can doesn’t mean you should–but I did it anyway. I saw how steep it was–but I did it anyway. I reckoned, if it gets too bad I’ll just turn back–but in the end I made it all the way to Heptonstall!
People I met on my way up did follow the instruction on the sign–honestly everyone was so dead nice!
I’ve not spent much time in the actual village, just enough to take some shots. My loss, probably, as there is a museum and also the poet Sylvia Plath is buried in the graveyard extension of the St Thomas the Apostle Church (but that I found out later by Googling, at home). I needed to preserve energy for the walk back!
It’s a very picturesque village as you can see.
Chicken at the Methodist church graveyard.
So that was trip to Hebden Bridge. A lot of it quite unexpected.
I knew I would have to come back to Hebden Bridge one day, ever since I went there to get the bus to Haworth. So I did and here are the results:
Along the Rochdale Canal:
Right outside the train station in March:
Same place in June:
I also did an unplanned walk to the village of Heptonstall and was rewarded with some spectacular views. But that’s content for another post.
It lives in Heaton Park. What I like about it is that it does its own thing and doesn’t care a fig what everyone thinks of it.
Yay for dancing tree.
For those who don’t know, Arya Stark is a character on Game of Thrones, one of the best ones and most popular ones, who is also a real badass. I won’t say any more to keep spoilers away.
This is the opposite of my past post titled Useless Bench. The vast majority of them are actually useful.
The above one is from Heaton Park, the below one from Abney Hall Park.
I don’t have any more photos of benches because… I don’t know why.
Do you ever photograph benches? Do you know anyone who does? Why would anyone do it–or why not?
Said the young tree to the old tree.
On my way to work this morning I noticed it was looking a bit greener.
Mostly because I couldn’t think of any.
One of my better sunsets.
The reason why I take so many pictures from my window is that I’m lucky to have such a good view. No buildings in the way and when the weather’s clear, I can even see the Yorkshire hills in the distance.