I’m on the move this morning, off to visit my favourite 5-year-old and her little sister so I don’t have time to write anything properly. Instead I’m going to do something I’ve been thinking about for a while. I really love taking photographs of paths leading off into the distance. I’m not sure why. I think it’s because of the potential for adventure, the invitation to explore an unknown world. I’ve taken tons of them so I thought I’d share a few.
At the start of a hiking trail in St Leonard du Bois in France.
At a lake in Northern France.
At Boxhill, Surrey.
On the Thames Path, near Ham
Next to the river, Ham.
On a little path I found when exploring the riverside around Richmond.
The path down to the river, from near Richmond Park.
Walking to Twickenham.
In a friend’s back garden in Norfolk.
Finding more hidden pathways next to the river, Teddington.
A path cut into the edge of a rock in Portugal.
On a walk near Gomshall, Surrey.
Amongst the ferns in Richmond Park.
In Highgate Woods, north London.
Corridors under the floor of the Colluseum, Rome.
On Tooting Common, south London.
In between houses in Kew, West London.