Blackheath, Fuji X-E1, kites, london, photography, Psychogeography, trees, wildflowers
I’m often ambivalent about the charms of Blackheath; a place desperately convincing itself that it really is an idyllic rural village set by the city, but often as traffic-jammed, noisy, and estate agent-plagued as any other part of London. Last night, though, I walked over the heath from the village back to Charlton, taking a detour to watch the kite-boarders and have a look at the wildflowers along the bunds of Prince Charles Road; it was warm, the sunset brewing up to spectacular, just about possible to ignore the traffic along the A2, and – on foot – take in the variety of plant life barely-perceptible from the bus.
Maybe I’ll put my campaign to have the whole heath re-forested on hold a little bit longer.
Photos all shot on the Fuji X-E1 and processed in the far-from satisfactory Windows Picture Manager. Home insurance payout can’t come soon enough.
I share your feelings, about Blackheath, some nice photos.
Alex Cochrane said:
Recently had a pint at a pub on Blackheath called the Hare and Billet (I think). On the other side of the road sat on a bench overlooking a pond with a fat heron fishing, lush greenery and the church steeple. Positively bucolic.
Other times it does seem a lot of traffic noisily grinding through featureless flat heath.
Neil Clasper said:
Spot on. I like the Hare and Billet (though it’s not cheap…), and that corner of the Heath is particularly pleasant – maybe because it’s furthest from the A2.