Today’s weather would not be good for dogs. Ours would have turned his nose up at having to go out in this, I very nearly did so in doing the messages this morning which is why I got to thinking about our locale.
Every morning he would trot, and he did trot almost like a ballerina ‘en pointe’ around our local streets and roads. It was, in the latter years of his life always the same route, sometimes in reverse order, but always the same streets and roads. Not more than 15 minutes unless we bumped into someone. He did like meeting his chums.
Well, this morning I decided to walk around, in reverse order, the route he would have walked and I was amazed at how much the town-scape has changed in the 15 months he has been gone. I suppose I got to thinking about change, unnoticed glacial type change, as a product of the RPS East Contemporary Group docks project. I have been going down and around the docks for several weeks if not months now since we kicked off this project and there are little changes all the time that are not noticeable on a daily basis. It is only apparent when one compares images from the same vantage point. I expect this is what Atget discovered in his recording of a Paris lost.
I looked over a few more images from 30th December. I had not mentioned in the earlier post that the river edges were just sheets of ice. That does not happen that often around here but this image taken from the riverside footpath just upstream from the bridge shows the ice clearly. I popped into full zoom mode and cropped out a few details. I have got so used to seeing cranes built for handling container traffic that I had forgotten how much I liked and still like the pointy ones. I am sure there is a proper definition for them but pointy will do. These were the crane types I was used to on the docks in Liverpool and also the same type that dipped to Churchill on the Thames. All the pointy cranes were busy at work that morning and had been well before I got on the scene. The other crop shows the relative high rise buildings of their day compared to our modern efforts.
I suppose it is just as well that we have soggy days. It does give me a bit of time for reflection.