The lyric leads to me bringing out my thoughts in reverse order, but I can cope with that and you would never know. So all is good with the world. After one previously failed attempt to find anywhere to park, and with some help of a resident with inside knowledge, we finally made it to Beverley at the weekend. The main reason was to see an exhibition of the winning entries in the Wildlife Photographer of the Year competition. As usual, a mix of really extraordinary images and others that made me think “how did you have the nerve to enter that, and which drugs were the judges on when they made it Commended?” After that we went to the Minster. Now the title makes sense?
They charge £3 for a photography permit in the minster. I don’t mind paying it at all, and I got a sticker that made me feel like a pro photographer, which was a bonus. I love the little quiet spaces, briefly illuminated by a shaft of light, almost like night photography in the way it draws the eye to the subject.
For some reason the Minster had a well polished piano, in addition to the massive organ. Maybe for those small intimate services, for which you need a massive cathedral structure? Anyhow, the reflections were nice
And finally this little guy
The visit to Beverley was made on the way home from a weekend at the caravan on the coast, which is why I mentioned my thoughts being in reverse order. I did get a few images earlier in the weekend, but to be totally honest I had been waiting to use that lyric title for a while, so the Minster pushed in. I will look for Floyd lyrics referring to gentle rivers and streams and post again soon with some from earlier in the weekend.