Losing Your Bottle

Sunday morning. It was cold, wet, and miserable overnight, and raining heavily when I got up at 5 a.m. Things changed for the better, and we had sun with patches of blue sky by mid-morning. The day started quietly: Vanessa was out early to work in Folkestone today; Milo spent most of the bank holiday weekend at Liv’s, and the rest of the gang slept in till late. I decided to brave the elements and went out for a short photo walk. My favourite shot today… an abandoned water bottle on a bench, caught in a brief burst of sunshine that made the vibrant pinks and purples glow against the rough texture of the wood.