We are now into the second week of December Squares, hosted by the lovely Becky. The photos don’t necessarily have to be of a timepiece, but are open to interpretation to reflect time in some way, or sayings such as ‘the passing of time’, ‘a stitch in time’, or time running away from you.
Day Nine: “As time goes by”
At the back of my house in Ludlow was a strip of land used as an allotment during the first couple of years I lived there. Neat rows of beans and cabbages and peas. A little potting shed used by the old chap who looked after the ground. I often used to see him sitting in the doorway on an upturned bucket.
The pub to which the land belonged was closed in September 2013. A year later in September 2014 nature was beginning to take over. Rosebay Willowherb which is always one of the first plants to colonise a barren area, has made an appearance and the ivy is now spilling out over the shed roof.
By June 2015 the shed has practically disappeared. Centranthus rubra is colonising the ground in all shades of red, white and pink. Nature is reclaiming her own.
To join in with the Squares challenge please visit Becky for instructions. Remember the only proper rule is that the photo must be SQUARE.
Last year I was involved in a fascinating project run by Lisa of the blog NorthWest Frame of Mind to show what was happening in different parts of the world at the same time of day. One of the most interesting and challenging projects I have participated in. Anyway, one of my ‘hours‘ was to show the back of my Ludlow house and the abandoned allotment.
Last year poppies flourished and all matter of weeds wild-flowers grew. This year the plot is smothered in Valerian of all shades – deep red, deep pink and even white. Of the poppies there has been no sign. But the most magnificent rambling rose is tumbling over the wall and the potting shed has practically disappeared from view as the ivy reclaims it.
Wild flowers flourish
The demise of the potting-shed
Valerian on the wall
Somewhere amongst this there is a potting shed
And a neigbourhood cat has claimed it for his crash-pad.
I shall link this post to the WPC Muse as Ludlow seems to have been a major source of inspiration for my photography over the last four years. The history of this Medieval town is fascinating; its importance hundreds of years ago when royalty lived in and visited the castle; the battles fought here in the War of the Roses. Its very position on the Marches – the turbulent Welsh/English border. With the rolling countryside surrounding the town and the wonderful open-air markets selling local produce along with all the festivals held each year this place has contributed enormously to my blog. I just hope I haven’t bored you 😀