Passing through

Very unusually I forgot my camera today. When I got home I went out into the dark with no plans at all. I didn’t mean to do light trails because although I was fascinated by them when I first tried them a year ago I lost interest. But I found I was doing them anyway: ethereal buses, ghostly people running after them, winking bikes. What I didn’t expect was for one of them to look like this when I got back to the computer. I could understand how some early photographers wondered whether they were seeing the supernatural.

I especially like how the light echoes the shapes of the trees, and think there must be something rather magical about this bus stop.

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