I was chatting to a friend last week, someone who lives in the same town, and we confessed a slightly shameful secret. We love to take our cameras with us when we go out – she is a much, much better photographer than I am – but we both find the countryside around here completely uninspiring. I had never thought of myself as an ‘urban’ girl, but I would far rather take photos walking down a street of grotty graffiti than I would take photos of the fields and rolling countryside around Hertfordshire. I just find it all a bit… well, dull.
On Sunday it was a lovely sunny day, so I thought I’d try and snap myself out of the photographic funk by going out for a long walk with DorkySon.
We started in the park as usual.
It finally felt like summer had arrived. There were butterflies and flowers everywhere.
We wandered past an old house that was mid-renovation, which thrilled DorkySon because there was a great big yellow digger parked outside. Then we passed a few buildings, with lots of ominous signs about CCTV and restricted access (I’m assuming we were skirting the boundaries of fields belonging to Rothamsted Research which has been in the news a lot recently for attracting a new wave of anti-GM protestors).
A few hundred yards further along the path there was an unexpectedly pretty bench nestled into the bushes.
Then we chanced upon a field – another wheat experiment – that was exploding with flowers, and suddenly it was worth the walk. I didn’t wade into to the middle of it to take a photo of the poppies – although I wanted to – but I did stand and look at it for long enough that the clouds started to gather and the breeze started to blow, and I was able to finally snap a shot that makes this place look not so dull after all.
There is not much graffiti here, but it will do, for now.