
We thought we’d go to a nearby farmer’s market on a recent Saturday. Others had the same idea so instead of facing the crowds we explored the streets around the market. The building I photographed must have been an old warehouse that had been converted into individual businesses including craftmen and artists. Someone painted the fascade with flourish.











On a recent walk, we turned down a laneway we had never noticed before. Some of the back gardens were fenced off but these two weren’t. The first scene had an expectant air; a flower basket ready to be hung and a child’s toy, on the right, waiting to be ridden. The stone figure below is a watchful presence.
































