In the retreating tide and silent dawn, layers and patterns revealed in the cumbrian morning.
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Set in a vale and surrounded by rivers and hills, all emptying to the ever nearing sea, the city of York is a photogenic journey of time. This blog journey also includes photos of Renaissace-Illuminating York www.renaissanceyork.org.uk for more info.Please respect the copyright of the photographer.
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- Learning to view the world anew and share the things I see. Each day is a new step on old paths revisited. So guess that makes me just one more passenger on this planet of ours.
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- The fall of the river level marked by fading stain...
- Steadfast as the water slides past, the waiting fo...
- Breaking the silent barrier between two worlds.
- Atom by atom, the river sets to do it's work.
- Like silver wire, the tumbling water is caught in ...
- When you have a lot of stones and a lot of water, ...
- Timeless and yet forever changing.
- In the retreating tide and silent dawn, layers and...
- Subtle messages in a city full of churches.
- View from the slip on King's snaith.
- Ouse bridge under streetlights
- South side, orginal York style.
- Today framed by the build of yesterday.
- At dusk, the lights tempt the hungry traveller or ...
- Design flaws hidden beneath gloried carvings
- Five sisters hidden by nature's veils.
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