On Sunday we went for a walk around Hollingworth Lake. On the way we passed an old man, bent over, sat by the edge of the water. There was something about the shape of his back that recorded a lifetime of work. He deserved his moment of contemplation.
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Standing On The Edge
It seems so long ago - almost another age. The colours and styles may have changed, but then, as now, we stood on the edge and looked out.
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He's almost skeletal the way his coat is shaded. Nice capture!
ReplyDeleteA photo with lots of emotion.
ReplyDeleteOne of those proverbial pictures that's worth 1000 words.
ReplyDeleteThe old man is certainly contemplating. I've never seen any one so thin so that the back bone shows though their clothing.
ReplyDeleteYes, I know what you mean about the back. Perhaps he was a miner. I'm glad he was having a nice sit down by the lake!
ReplyDeleteIt could also be a support structure of some sort?
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