A Light In The Dark (1)
Early 2021
As 2020 gave way to 2021 with more of a shuffled, coughing apology than an extravagant bang, I become more and more aware that I'd spent almost the entirety of the previous nine months living within a one-mile radius of my house - mostly because of the never-ending and ever-changing set of Covid restrictions that Greater Manchester and its surrounding areas were under.
As the early days of lockdown started to become another groundhog day, I tried to make sure that I got out of the house at least once a day - if for nothing else just to get some fresh air and to stretch my legs. For most of these walks I'd take a camera with me - but more often than not, I wasn't taking pictures. I was, in essence, just out walking the camera.
As the early days of lockdown started to become another groundhog day, I tried to make sure that I got out of the house at least once a day - if for nothing else just to get some fresh air and to stretch my legs. For most of these walks I'd take a camera with me - but more often than not, I wasn't taking pictures. I was, in essence, just out walking the camera.
The start of 2021 heralded the 'vaccine', and with it came a flicker of a glimmer of a hint of a light at the end of the tunnel. A light that wasn't a train coming the other way.
With Winter - if a couple of days of snow can count as such - becoming milder and the evenings getting lighter, my walks became less a fight against the cold and something to be enjoyed rather than endured.
As the darkness which has engulfed both the world and our world starts to give way to the light, I wanted to catch a record of what my world under lockdown has been.
