Posts tagged golden hour
In Worship of the Sun

This is a love letter to golden light and little pockets of wilderness in the middle of a bustling town. I was born in Oxfordshire, where the countryside is abundant and available within a short walk. When I first moved in with my other half back in 2016, I was worried about the lack of open, green spaces. In the Black Country, there isn't much sprawling countryside between towns, often there's nothing but a sign in the small space between streets to tell you where one ends and the next begins (at least, that's the case where we live). 

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