We don’t live close enough to meet too regularly but my friend Mary and I squeeze in a few hours together whenever we can. Meadowhall is often our meeting point, close to the motorway, easy and free parking plus shelter if the weather is bad. The day began in our usual way with a coffee and a natter but as, for once, it was a glorious sunny day we decided to walk along the canal into Sheffield.
Sheffield is where I grew up and I’ve been along the canal many times but not for some years now. Once we eventually found access onto the path the day began well with my first sighting of rust.
It’s not just the colour that excites me it’s the texture too, just like this wood stump, glorious texture.
You can see from the water that it was a windless day, there were a few folks along the canal but not as many as I’d expected and as it was a Saturday and the trams weren’t running it was rather quiet.
Why do we find dereliction and decay so attractive? And oh just look at this rust, even the water is rust coloured.
Beautiful windows and a fab reflection but look, I was able to capture the old, the not so old and the new.
I wonder how long since the last time this was used to tie up a boat?
It even has a Yorkshire rose!
Our walk finished as it began, with more rust 🙂
It should have finished with a picture of the canal basin, Victoria Quays, but it was sunny and the cafe was calling to us. The Victoria Junction cafe has a great selection of sandwiches, jacket potatoes and dish of the day but if you’re not hungry there’s always the bar next door. We were able to sit out and eat (and natter) before nattering all the way back to the car.