Floating in the air
In which we look up to the sky
Following up from last week’s ink polaroids: some photos. This batch: gliders, at Kilburn.
A homage to loading screens.
In which we look up to the sky
Following up from last week’s ink polaroids: some photos. This batch: gliders, at Kilburn.
In which we describe the wintry countryside
Struggling, out of breath, up steep steps up a hillside; turning back and looking down to snap a quick photo. Reaching the top, and turning again to adore the view; gasping for breath in the cold January air. Wandering along the clifftop, past all the other Sunday walkers, and watching gliders taking off: the growl of the winch cutting out, then the whistle of the towline falling to ground, and the glider passing quietly overhead. A random dog jumping up my leg, as I stop to take a photograph of the glider.