The first one I’ve seen since about January 25th, the date I skipped out of last winter and buggered off to the Southern Hemisphere. A cold but beautiful morning captured as I headed for the train station to go into work.
A day of sunshine and showers, which I think this shot manages to capture, as well as documenting the continuing growth of the building going up near to our house. My first full day in Hebden Bridge since October 20th, but that’s fine, I needed the rest.
The night falls earlier and earlier — but of course that is the time of year. The real shock to the system will come a week from today, when the clocks go back.
I worked at home and taught online today and never left the house. Fortunately for the blog in these circumstances, there’s always the view.
Among other things you get a good impression of the rising extension to the Nutclough Mill (see also here and here). Will it look OK when finished, or terrible? Well, doubtless you will find out, as will we.
A cute little corner of HB, particularly with all those berries out, but also a familiar one: I see this place on many days. In a way this is a stock shot I have been reserving for just such a day as today — spent mostly working at home and not feeling very inspired (for photography, or for work now I come to think about it). It becomes the day’s photo almost by default.
It’s been a good few days for photography but not much was happening today either with the light or with life. Drizzle and chill has probably announced the start of proper autumn weather.
The bridge extends over the Rochdale Canal, and links Hebden Bridge town centre (to the right) with Calder Holmes Park. Today was another glorious day, how much longer can this summer last?
And there it is coming in, right on time — behind the head of the woman stood second left. A glorious day today, a perfect late summer’s day, I nearly posted something about this year’s Conservative Party Conference in Manchester, but I decided I wasn’t that angry.
These girders have been erected over the last two weeks by the unexpectedly large object. They are the skeleton of a new extension being built below our house by the owners of the Nutclough Mill, a building you have seen several times before but which will be irrevocably changed by this project. Is this a good thing? Ask us when it’s finished.
In total contrast to most of the week which preceded it, today was a glorious day. Who knows, perhaps the last burst of genuine summer this year. The light made even this neglected, graffiti-tagged fire escape at the back of the gym look sort of romantic.
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