These were days of yellow, there were so many canola fields in full bloom. They glowed warmly against the grey skies. I was staying outside Oxford for a few days with family. It was beautiful but the cool weather was intimidatingly cold for May.
These travels were literally about that: traveling; the journey was part of the entire experience. When I reached Paddington station en route to Heathrow they were still doing building work. The blue wood hoardings splashed color over the cool white painted steel.
|Dusk over canola fields on the bus through Oxfordshire|
I'm using a hand me down "Blackberry" that has become a new favourite camera because it has so many limitations and an almost random shutter, that takes the image at an unexpected moment.
|rushing past canola fields during day time, photograph taken from the car|
|Suburban housing from the train to London|