The empty places.
The places where the asphalt crumbles around grass grown up through cracks.
The places that feel out of place, out of time.
The places just around the corner from my house, where I can hear the crash and rumble of freighters unloading shipments from faraway places.
Places left to the imagination.
4 comments:
A great post and I love the lighting - at dusk?
I like that feeling of stillness, i always look for that in this frenetic world.
i can relate to the love for these places. there is something sad and yet special at the same time and very beautiful.
Some lovely photos Clare :)
Yep, I am always trying to go to the places when they are quiet too!
I still haven't bought any plants yet for my garden this year, too much rain not enough motivation but the sun on Saturday was inspiring so now they are on my list for this week, we'll see if I actually get around to it :)
Have a lovely Monday, cheers, T.:)
Cream: Deserted Cities of the Heart (vid link)
"On this dark street the sun is black.
The winter life is coming back.
On this dark street it's cold inside.
There's no retreat from time that's died.
It was on the way,
On the road to dreams.
Now my heart's drowned in no love streams"
and...
Rush: Subdivisions (vid link)
"Sprawling on the fringes of the city
In geometric order
An insulated border
In between the bright lights
And the far unlit unknown
Growing up it all seems so one-sided
Opinions all provided
The future pre-decided
Detached and subdivided
In the mass production zone
Nowhere is the dreamer or the misfit so alone"
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