Water colour reflections from the Regent’s Canal – a final glimpse of London as I take my leave. I have done almost nothing I intended to about capturing memorable parts of this city but then I have 25 + years of memory and experience to take away with me.
What then?Interlude by Amy Lowell
To-morrow it will be the same:
Cakes and strawberries,
And needles in and out of cloth.
If the sun is beautiful on bricks and pewter,
How much more beautiful is the moon,
15 thoughts on “Interlude”
Safe journey (s)
When the going gets tough the tough get going 😘
I like the ripples but prefer it rotated 180° so the green is at the bottom of the shot.
Aesthetics are debatable but my eye drawn to the green at the top where pastures new reside
“Reflections” of things unseen. This photo says so much without actually saying anything. Love it.
Spot on Sherwood –
Lovely reflections. And poem. I hope all goes well with the new adventure.
Many thanks Jude – see you when I’m reconnected!
I wish you a safe and painless voyage… and hope for evermore images of the new. I have transitioned many times, and am in process (of sorts) right now. I’ve always believed that change keeps me sharp. But then I’m reminded of the many knives in my many kitchens that ended up with less blade than when I purchased them. Must be a metaphor in that.
You image is outstanding… I love reflections on water, glass… even bare pates! 🙂
Very belated but heartfelt thanks for your good wishes and sharp humour/humor Charley
I’m bilingual. I sometimes use theatre, centre, and colour. Over here it makes me look snooty! Really, it just means I grew up too darn close to Canada. 🙂
over here I am punctilious about using English English 😉 I guess that makes me an illiberal from a bygone era
Heavens! You wish to preserve your language? Shocking. (I am an endangered species, too.)
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