jesse1dog:
Now its winter, the trees are bare and the fields fallow - a cold wind blows. So many have stood and wanted shelter in these barns.
jesse1dog:
Winter afternoon - storms coming with that colour sky.
jesse1dog:
It's Oxford and it's 1961! Where has he come from? Where is he going? And in all those 63 years since the photograph was taken what happened to him?
jesse1dog:
I saw them. I fumbled with my camera. I tried to guess and set the speed, aperture, and distance. The cart just rumbled along getting further and further away - all over 60 years ago!
jesse1dog:
Go on - through the gate -it's not much further ....
jesse1dog:
Not going far today!
jesse1dog:
Bobbing on the tide!
jesse1dog:
It's all very well you telling me to 'come along' but I'm not really awake yet and there are interesting smells ...