Street Songlines: December 2015

Dromana main street in the foreground and a side street in the background...
This is a Sunday morning view...

the road was wet with rain...

The road was wet with rain, black and shiny like oilskin. The reflection of the street lamps wallowed like yellow jelly-fish. A bus was approaching - a bus to Piccadilly, a bus to the never-never land - a bus to death or glory.

I found neither. I found something which haunts me still.

The great bus swayed as it sped. The black street gleamed. Through the window a hundred faces fluttered by as though the leaves of a dark book were being flicked over. And I sat there, with a sixpenny ticket in my hand. What was I doing! Where was I going?

("Same Time, Same Place")
Mervyn Peake - Weird Shadows From Beyond: An Anthology Of Strange Stories

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Sunday, 27 December 2015

early Christmas Day...

Saturday, 26 December 2015

lined with old trees...

Thursday, 24 December 2015

black umbrellas...

Wednesday, 23 December 2015

lined with flowers...

Sunday, 13 December 2015

a Sunday street...

Wednesday, 9 December 2015

bright Sunday morning...

Sunday, 6 December 2015

trees, shadows and cars...