Trees trees, roads roads, nothing nothing.... such is a poem I once read about the poet's first impression about the landscape of Australia in the mid-twentieth century. I have the same impression of the landscape of UK while soon after arrival being whisked along the highway. I've been to UK before though. But it was different from Hong Kong in many way, most notably to a street photographer.
In an international city like Hong Kong, the street is forever packed with actions whereas quite countryside is within a short drive from the city. There are a much wider variety of shooting themes and subjects to choose from, not least to improvise.
In the little town I am staying, the quietness, complicated by the notorious British weather which shines in a minute and rains in another making you unsure about venturing out to shoot photos, compels the photographer to work with the most willing flowers or glasses or squirrels or grazing cattle.
What saved the day was that there were some castles nearby. The afternoon I checked it out on the outskirt was rainy (it become shining with sunlight when I unloaded the photographic gear and got ready for a nap). I hope the weather would be more co-operative next time.
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