The city of ghosts. 
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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.
About Me
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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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2 comments:
Your photography’s are really beautiful... has enchanted me… the way that your eyes looks… perhaps, if you want to let me put some haikus to them...
Thank you for your words. Great profile photo by the way. So why not leave a poem here and show how the photos have reached a part of you.
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