Day 40

I pulled into Pyle station this morning for my commute to Cardiff and there was a police car and a wagon with a guy from the railway. The path in was blocked by yellow police tape. The guy said there had been an incident and the station wouldn’t be open until a team had arrived to clear up the mess. He didn’t use the word suicide, just that someone had gotten in the way of a train. Very sad. I texted my wife from a train I caught in Bridgend and took a picture of it. The umbrella, the wallet, the message. Seemed to sum up a feeling of disconnection I get sometimes. I felt a suitable offering.

K

Suicide at Pyle Station

Day 30

It’s not unusual for it to rain in Wales, but today required the purchase of an umbrella.

I’m really please with this shot as it finally is. I had to take out several people and a bollard, then spent sometime tweaking the look until I was happy. I really like this one and hope you do too.

K

"He could be a killer or a blind man with a cane, Perhaps he died in a car crash, years ago".
“He could be a killer or a blind man with a cane,
Perhaps he died in a car crash, years ago”.