A Missing Appreciation I know nothing of planning. Or what fellow Londoners think. But I do know this: you never truly appreciate something until it’s too late. Until it’s gone. Still, the world doesn’t revolve around me or my opinions, so perhaps it doesn’t matter all that much. I’m sure plenty of people will think…
One at a time — a series of posts where I’ll examine a single image. Today, it’s plant crossing. Ok, man, a pot plant crossing the road. Bit of a street photography cliché. Perhaps. But did that stop me from waddling down the footpath like Quasimodo in search of Esmeralda, with my eye clamped to…