This was one of them days when there was little drive and opportunity to purposely grab a camera and shoot planned subjects. It was cold, grey, damp and just a horrible day. During the ongoing pandemic it is however not a reason to stay indoors and feel sorry for oneself and just fester on the couch. A wander through the local woodland on a Sunday morning, when everyone else is sill in bed, gave me an opportunity to capture the finer detail of what was left of the last summer.

I call these the sculptures of the past. I love the grain and contrast of this high speed film.