It has been quite a week for Ailsa and me with foot injuries. And what better place to illustrate feet than being on a beach in Australia, where bare feet results in lots of footprints in the sand.
(This month I want to see photos of a bench that is painted or stained or otherwise coloured in some way. Not the plain wooden variety unless there is some colour detail)
If you would like to join in with the Bench photo challenge then please take a look at my Bench Series page. No complicated rules, just a bench and a camera required 🙂
This is the last week for your colourful benches, next Sunday we start looking for metal ones.
Meg has an odd one for us this week, she thinks it is a bench. See what you think. Meanwhile Tgeriatrix has the most unusual and colourful benches I have ever seen! These benches just get better and better. VioletSky has a couple for us this week, some very bright ones and a floating one. And Pauline has a bit of a rude one for us this week.
As always there are so many delightful benches to view, I hope you will check out the other links within the comment section.
It’s rare for me to photograph anything directly from the front, especially with a subject such as this sundial at Polesden Lacey in Surrey. I mean, which IS the front? So, bearing in mind the direction of the sun let’s consider every angle.
I can’t begin to imagine how many times I have driven past the sign to Watts Chapel along the A3 near Guildford in Surrey. Not knowing that this little gem lay hidden close by in Down Lane, Compton. Jenny of CharactersFromTheKitchen introduced me to this architectural delight a few months ago and I knew I would have to make the journey next time I was down in Surrey.
(Please click images to enlarge – there is an awful lot of detail in these images)
This morning, before the rain arrived again, I made my way to Watts Cemetery Chapel to the bright red brick of this Arts and Crafts masterpiece. Designed and decorated by Mary Seton Watts this example of Art Nouveau was completed in 1904. She dedicated it:
“to the loving memory of all who find rest near its walls, and for the comfort and help of those to whom the sorrow of separation remains”
For those of you who have been reading about my antics I thought I should give MY side of the story. My name is Peanut and I am the brown rabbit with a personality disorder that Heyjude is looking after this week. I don’t really like Humans. How would you feel with a name like Peanut? It was OK when I was a tiny baby bunny, but I grew. And grew. I was supposed to be a dwarf lop-eared rabbit, but I think my mother must have been playing around a bit, because there is no way that I am a dwarf rabbit. I mean, have you seen the size of my feet?
As I am a bit of a boisterous boy who likes to kick off at times, I found myself at the vets. Where they discovered that I am in fact a boy, Not a lady rabbit as was requested. And they decided to chop off my ‘bits’. Would YOU trust Humans if they did that to you? No, I didn’t think so. And there is a rumour in the Rabbit World that some women are known as ‘bunny boilers’. So ladies, stay away from me. Please.
My friend is George. Now that’s a good, strong masculine name. I wish I was called George, but it would become confusing to have two of us. George is the blue-eyed boy. Literally. He’s a bit of a softie and likes to be picked up and stroked. Makes me wince, but he does also like to lick me behind my ears so he’s not a bad friend to have. And we do a few bunny hops together.
So there you are. A real rabbit. With attitude. 🙂
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