Showing posts with label bike. Show all posts
Showing posts with label bike. Show all posts

Thursday, January 5

A Poem for Thursday....


I was asked by @neviepiecakes aka Natasha Collins...lovely daughter..if I would post some pics for seven days from the different series that I've taken on camera. Thankyou Natasha.
This photo is one of three from a travel series. It now belongs to a great friend. I'm sure that there are references in this pic from wonderful international photographers...and so I give them thanks for their blogs and hope that I may have learnt from them and their skills.

I often think poetry when I take pics...and this little poem is very apt for the feelings often there when on a long journey...and you are really nowhere!





























To Travel
To travel is to be nowhere.
You’re not here
And you’re not there.
So,
If you get the wrong train to somewhere,
Or you get off at
The wrong station for somewhere,
Does that mean
That you have completely disappeared?
And when the train gets to somewhere
Will they find that you are nowhere.
And how will you get back from there?

I'll post the other two in the series for you. 


 The start of the journey


All change at Euston

Thursday, April 11

The Green Bike


I don't know about you ...but I find it really hard to throw stuff away!
For instance...
...this green bike...never really any good to ride ...but it looks so good just sitting there under the elder tree......
................ and getting so entwined in the ivy that it's now part of the garden!






...and then again....
                      ...what earthly use can there be to keep the grown-up son's ancient Tonka truck....
                                                      .................for goodness sake look at the state of it!

Aw!





Well it's in bits and there it will stay until it rusts into oblivion and becomes part of the earth!!
What is rust good for in the garden?   There must be some plant that will benefit one day.

Monday, February 25

The Bike Deserted.




The instructions from the medical man....no cycling at the moment!

Oh dear....it's a bit like cutting off his arm, for the potter.....he is used to cycling everywhere.
In younger days I can remember him coming back from the local wood yard with half a shed on the back of the bike and the usual grin on his face which always meant that he knew I would shake my head in exasperation....but with nothing that I could do about it!
So walking out has now sort of taken over, which means it's much easier for us to do it together.
Yesterday we walked from Sankey Bridges....

 
... along the Sankey Canal to where it meets the Mersey.




While we have lived in this area for more than 40 years...we had never taken the path before!
Partly because, when we first arrived here the site, which had been part of a farm, was just being turned over to a rubbish tip.....so pungent smell and seagulls in their thousands!
Now it's greened and treed...if that is a word... you know a bit like treen....and if not then I've just made it up!!!



Sankey Brook runs a few yards from our front door and was used in the earliest attempts to make a usable water way down to the River Mersey, and thence on out to the port of Liverpool.




It was Sankey Canal that was then dug out as the first proper one, and used to send coal  down to the  Mersey and bring chemicals  back up for the glass works at St. Helens....


 ...and the mooring post for the barges are still there as a reminder of the history gone before.

The canal has now become a heritage site, and the route for the cycle and footpath of the Trans Pennine Trail...


..where there are always lots of serious walkers and cyclists .........

....and  there in the backround.... the power station at Fiddlers Ferry.


... this is "The Meeting of the Waters", as we say in Ireland.....
....Sankey Canal and the River Mersey.

Of course there is now that grand Manchester Ship Canal running through the town as well as the Mersey River.  but that's another story!


The railways came later and the tracks still run parallel to the canal ...coming from the direction of Liverpool...

...and travelling on east towards Manchester.




Anyway this is not a history lesson....honestly!!....just a post to put up photos of our local environment and for me to be shamed into realising that as I drove past it all every week, and never gave it a backward glance.......what other goodies have I missed in my hurray to grow old!!!! .