Outdoors, Weekly Photo Challenge

Favourite Place

What’s my favourite place?

The one I’ve been posting most pictures of, ever since I started this blog–Heaton Park, Manchester.

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You feel like you’re in the middle of the woods without having left the city.

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I go there in spring, summer and autumn and I always take a lot of pictures. I have more photographs from Heaton Park on my hard drive than any other place.

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It’s been good doing the Weekly Photo Challenge again!

Favorite Place

Outdoors

The Ha-Ha

What am I laughing at?

Nothing, actually (at least nothing connecting to this post). It’s a different ha-ha I’m talking about today.

A ha-ha is a type of a wall (keeping the theme here) that keeps livestock out but doesn’t ruin the view.

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Sign in Heaton Park

Heaton Park in Manchester has them and here I give you some pictures:

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Naturally, the first question one asks is, how the hell did they get that name? From Wikipedia:

The unusual name “ha-ha” is thought to have stemmed from the exclamations of surprise by those coming across them as the walls were designed to be invisible.

It’s a good job those coming across weren’t swearing. Otherwise we’d have to call them fuck-where-did-this-come-from.

Outdoors, Weekly Photo Challenge

Silence

Well it’s been a while since I’ve done one of these! Late to the party but here it is:

Prestwich Clough
No noise allowed

The hardest thing about this Weekly Photo Challenge has been choosing the right picture–I have so many that would qualify. In the end this one won. This little piece of woodland is Prestwich Clough in Manchester and I discovered it in April 2017.

It’s amazing how quiet a place in a city, that is not even very far from a main road can be. It must be the trees.

I remember reading a children’s story back in my home country about a guy who collected silence and he had this big house with many rooms and every room had a different type of silence. Forest silence, beach silence, field silence, cave silence and so on and so on. Anne Shirley in Anne of Windy Poplars also talks about different types of silence in her letter to Gilbert.

I’m sure if I were totally blind and insensitive to heat and cold I could easily tell just where I was by the quality of the silence about me.

So it’s never a total silence then. I imagine that would only be in space.

Break the Silence

I’ve been going back and forth with this paragraph, typing and deleting, typing again and deleting again. This is only a photo posting challenge, nothing more but even Cheri asks at the end of her post whether silence can be a negative thing. Because I believe it can (in a different sense than my photograph) and I was thinking about the #MeToo movement and other horrible things that have been happening and are happening, so I just want to add this: if you see a case of injustice happening, please do speak up.

In the end, we will remember not the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends.
~Martin Luther King, Jr

 

 

Silence