I had a few hours to kill before work one morning, so I decided to head down to a public garden a few miles from my house and take some pictures. In the summer this place is full of color, with roses growing everywhereup trellises, along the walls, above your head. It’s an old Fort on the seafront, built to defend the city from French invasion.
At this time of year, it was dead. The only color was the light grey of the footpaths and the brown of the soil. I was sitting on... more