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Dark tomorrows
From a certain angle, below the house, it looked as though the shrubs were going to win.
Chastleton House
near Moreton-in-Marsh, UK
photographed 6.3.2017
A certain kind of light
The very top floor of the house had a large room, empty of furniture but filled with light coming in the large, un-curtained windows.
Chastleton House
near Moreton-in-Marsh, UK
photographed 6.3.2017
Font
I was completely off my game the day I made this photo: I didn’t even look inside the font.
St. Leonard’s Church
Bretforton, UK
photographed 6.2.2017
Ecclesiastical Light
The church was locked when we first arrived, with a sign that it was closed for cleaning. By the time we’d explored the graveyard, the cleaner was through and invited us in, as long as we promised to be careful on the still-damp floors.
This church dates from the late 13th century. The town goes back much further; it was originally chartered in 709. According to Wikipedia, there’ve only been three murders in the town, a woman in 1707, a US soldier in 1945, and another woman in 1976. (In case you’re looking for a nice murder-free locale.)
St. Leonard’s Church
Bretforton, UK
photographed 6.2.2017
Toward their destiny
On this part of the trip, we’d rented a cottage in Stow-on-the-Wold and made day trips from there. We’d start each day with an idea of where we were heading, but for various reasons those plans almost never worked out.
We DID mean to be in this town, but only because I had it confused with someplace else that I’d seen on a previous visit. After a pub lunch (in a building that dates to ~1400), we wandered around the churchyard. I’d like to tell you that I set up the shot of that couple walking toward the graveyard. But I just hate to lie to my loyal reader(s), so I’ll go ahead and let you know that was a lucky composition that went unnoticed until I got home. Sometimes these things work out…
Bretforton, UK
photographed 6.2.2017
