The title is from John Clare’s poem which speaks of regret for the changes that modernity was bringing to his landscape (and to his style of poetry). We photographers often look to the past too, amongst the decayed and derelict, that seem to be hanging on to their histories with a tenacious nobility.
“True poesy is not in words,
But images that thoughts express,
By which the simplest hearts are stirred…”
photos: my favourite wreck on the Deben at high tide, Suffolk; lost property in a Yorkshire park; copper mine engine house and old tree, Bodmin, Cornwall; wartime building Orford Ness, Suffolk; recycled musical instruments art installation, Turner Contemporary, Kent; decayed branch Queenstown NZ: dead wasp in my garden; my favourite wreck on the Deben at low tide;
For her Lens Artists Photo Challenge Tina’s chosen theme is so evocative: “Seen Better Days”
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Beautiful – and sad. Love everything about this post, Laura. The boat and the instrument…the wasp (?), the leaf and the mitten. Melancholy too. Well done.
many thanks Leya – I do rather love the melancholy!
Me too
Very peaceful images ..Love them all and the ancient boat is a beautiful image.
you have hit the nail on the head – it is peace that appeals in these past finds
A very special post Laura, I just loved it. Was that a musical instrument? Whatever it was, it’s fantastic.
yes all flattened brass instruments hanging up on invisible strings and moving in the air -part of an art exhibit at the Turner gallery –
and thank you for putting this prompt together – it raised some dust in my photo archives!
A beautiful group of photos. Old boats, abandoned glove, bees at the end of their lives…
evidently my camera delights in things that have seen better days – thank you!
Excellent. Love that boat. High or low, it’s not moving.
no but it moves me
Was you ever bit by a dead bee?
An impressive collection.
many thanks
A special series for this theme, Laura! All are beautifully captured.
So good to see your post again. 🙂
I did enjoy this theme so thank you, Amy, for your appreciative words
Low tide when the silvery wood and the wet sand echo each other, and the lichen on the boat echoes the woods on the far shore.
lovely way of seeing it 🙂