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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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- For next week's class the local Ladies W.I. grou...
- The lady from the wall.
- With falling attendances, the church tried a sub...
- "AAAGGGGHHHH no please god, Trinnie and Suzanna ...
- In the world of Alice, the Queen's words were th...
- Lend me thy kindly light on pathways dark.
- For rent, a little space in history lane.
- Blinded by the light of salvation.
- Like a pagan aztec god built intothe face of the...
- Shadow, light and detail.
- When faced with the fires of hell, humankind sud...
- When all the razzamataz fades, simple splender a...
- A city born in the dark ages, now a glow in the ...
- Police and fire patrol boat deciding to join in ...
- Once lit by torches to draw the traveller across...
- What happens when you try to save money on light...
- From the forest came the curious, drawn like mot...
- The classic photo of York Minster and the wall a...
- Awaiting the second coming, though the sugar plu...
- Girl with a pearl earing in her new movie, "how ...
- In the creative process, sometimes having two he...
- In the dance of light, a ghostly figure sweeps t...
- Sentry of light.
- Theatre of light and illusions rises above York ...
- Tricks of light planes..do you see a man and a w...
- Watchers caught in the glass.
- Caught in the ever changing light of faith.
- Bootham Bar, just stands alone in it's duty, bui...
- Video of a moment, behind glass she walks the sa...
- They're pretty in pink, awaiting the changing of...
- "But my dear Mr Etty, is it art?"
- Like a child's block creation, mirroring the fac...
- The sword of the Roman Emperor, holding back the...
- The night the clocks went back, the Minster look...
- Twin suns, twin moons.
- Lit to the glory of god or to the fear of man?
- That's the thing about one of the most haunted c...
- From this tower, the chain would be raised acros...
- Like a scene out of a recent past. The watergate...
- A King's Palace, a victorian painter and a cheap...
- When history starts looking like a film set.
- Shedding light of York's Roman past.
- Charity of the present, preserving the charity o...
- This is why you pay extra to live next to the ri...
- The real watergate!
- The buildings change and are altered to suit the...
- In the lines of man, nature lays down her curves.
- Like a shark's fin basking in the warmth of a ri...
- My local paper is now a couple of wanna be trend...
- Despite the swollen flow, the reflections stay t...
- The city of ghosts.
- Swift flowed the river.
- In the noise of man's 24 hour day of light, the ...
- No photographic montage of York in flood is comp...
- What was a hill, becomes a slip way once more.
- The view from Queen's snaith to King's snaith, w...
- The original York showing NYC times square how i...
- When we say restricted parking, in York, the tra...
- The outer skin of this building may be a new bui...
- Garage with built in car wash. Yep it's flood se...
- A ring born of genes and bred for the eye of man.
- Catching the fallen.
- In their fading, like fish of warmer climes they...
- From flood plain, to abbey, to Hospital, to ruin...
- From a fall to a rill of leaves.
- Flood defenses holding back the flow of leaves.
- Who cares what you look like, when your comforta...
- Tourists come in all shapes and sizes.
- The litter of the season marks the end of anothe...
- Posing for the tourists is a big part of a days ...
- Like a flowing waterfall, the flick of a tail be...
- Nestled in the seasons passing, watching history...
- Where traditions of time meet the requirements o...
- Where history falls into history.
- Worn by the passing of time and seasons.
- Huddled into the shelter, the reachable against ...
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