All of the children back at school left some serious ‘ME’ time for 6/366 of my daily challenge that is #Project366. I took my self off to Birkacre (Yarrow Valley Country Park for the more recent inhabitants), a place of my upbringing, my childhood playground, where in the valley of my roots, a river runs through and carves its way, as water always does to the destination that ends it’s purpose – almost like life itself!
The point in which I took this photograph has seen me cross this bridge perhaps thousands of times and it’s image is imprinted in my mind in a way that if I was ever shown this image, I would know exactly where it was. I remember as a child seeing paintings of Birkacre on the walls of elderly ladies, now long passed and yet the images of their youth, were clear to me as the images of mine. Some of these paintings were even of viewpoints I would not have stood at, but even the slightest glimpse of something familiar was apparent to me from a very young age and I would say “That is Birkacre …. I know it is” and await the confirmation of my statement.
The point where this image was taken is where, as a photography student in my early twenties, I stood and took this same shot in black and white and later developed, enlarged and printed this image for my coursework – I wish I had this image to show you now, but it is lost amongst many photographs of which I have so many.
And so, photograph 5/366 is so poignantly entitled ….
A River Runs Through It
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