It’s quite difficult to dig John out of his chair in front of the computer to have a walk at the weekend. I just felt I had to go out and walk up river but it was already twilight and darkness was rolling in. I decided to go anyway and tempted John to come with me by saying he might see some bats at the pond.
Valerian overlooking the Thames at dusk …
Walking up river, listening to the querulous mutterings of birds on the water, settling down for the night. Peaceful, no people except for an odd runner mingling silently into the darkness.
Making our way home via the pond, avoiding the boy racer …
Nightwalk
Barnes Pond – almost home …
A glass of red wine awaits as the moon shows its face …
PS There are bats but I didn’t catch one on camera – much too fast. We have some new wooden sculptures showing wildlife on the Common though.
Barnes batsqueaks …
I suppose you could call Barnes ‘rus in urbe’. A good place to be.