Walsworthblog

This is a companion to the post A liminal place that visited locations around the boundary of Luton airport, borderlands where the tectonic plates of ancient countryside grate against modernity. The new post looks at an acre or two of long-abandoned industrial estate, a place that is rewilding itself, a small corner where flora and fauna are overcoming, exploiting, incorporating the ruins and detritus we left behind. The result is not pretty and will never be pristine. The broken glass, the drinks cans, the tarmac, the masonry, the metalwork will contribute to the new geology.

Four New York cliches

Manhattan from Ellis Island

Tongue in cheek – the Flatiron Building pace Steiglitz, Steichen et al

MacDougal Street, Greenwich Village bars

C-list photo shoot, Brooklyn Bridge

Balloons

Just for fun.

St. Mary the Virgin – Letchworth

The oldest church in Letchworth, St. Mary’s has traces of its Saxon origins but is mostly of early Norman construction. It’s a tiny and delightful building on Letchworth Lane with some interesting 19th and 20th gravestones, including one of a Belgian soldier of the First World War, paid for by work mates from the factory where he was employed before the war. Unfortunately, like so many, the church is generally closed. There is some interesting ancient graffiti in the porch but I have been unable to locate any interpretation of it.