Some photo-essays on subjects which caught my attention while shambling around the world.
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Sunday, May 27, 2012
March 2012: What Diya saw up on the hill?
We went for a nice little walk up near Old Redding Way.
Parked the car and came across a pub
The main entrance seems to be a bit around the way
Lovely pub, I have been here several times for a bite to eat.
Great name, eh? the case is altered, lol
With the sign up on the tree
And then there is a skip..all the way from Punjab…lol
A tree has been cut down..
We enter the Copse Farm
Start walking down the roat
Birds flying around
A hint of mist in the valleys
The white cottage, 18th century…
Looks brilliant, no?
Keeping on walking into the farm
the view over the valley
A rather dilapidated farm…
Its falling down…
The roof tiles are manky
With the end tiles all slipping off
Yep, its in real danger of collapsing
Drunkenly leaning picket fences
Hmmm, ok, i will avoid them then..
The backend of the barn
Really looking very dangerous
Some ugly trees
Some of the bark has been removed
We keep walking down the footpath
We saw a squirrel…..
Down the path we go
London, well, west London to be precise.
This tree is going to take a tumble any time now..
The sloping meadow goes down and then meets Harrow…
Very strange tree there.
Fences, presumably this is the horse farm…
Green and browns, life amongst the dead
Lovely, stark white tree..
Gosh, Baba is SOOOO slow….
Another view of the white tree
We explored a little log…
An eagle coming into land
Looking back up the hill
More trot trot
What a lovely gnarled trunk
Its a green tree
Big huge leaves
What is that?
Its a tree which has fallen across the little stream and is like a bridge
The funny looking trees
Now heading back
I am a little monkey
I love this white branch
View of the farm
It seems to be brightening up
This tree really was in the wars, the bark has been stripped away
The birds on top of the horse barn
Lovely little cottages
As I said, 18th century..
Lovely dried leaves
Walking up the road
Trees covered with mushrooms
Heading into the woods
Come on Baba
The winding road
Another chopped tree
And we are back to where we started, its lovely taking a walk with little children, they find everything so new and fresh and curiosity is all over the place.