It means nothing to me, does it really!

12th April 2016


We walk the dog, down by the river. We live next to the river, we live next to the sea, the tides go up and down and river follows like the obedient well behaved dog. We don't have an obedient dog. As such the scene is set, walking, dog and river. We quite often wander on our daily perambulation and presume it means nothing to us but it does. The field with the bales, the old ferry crossing and the long grass wetting our shoes as we stroll through.







Leica M4-P with Ilford Delta 100