By Arachne

Change of viewpoint

I often come this way and I shared this very familiar view with you through all the seasons of a year.

It's not quite the same today. I'm using a different camera and a lens with a different focal length. And the bench on whose arm I used to sit to be confident of a consistent viewpoint has vanished. Been uprooted. There, on the left, is the hole where it used to be.

It feels rather strange.

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