'But he was pierced for our transgressions, he was crushed for our iniquities; the punishment that brought us peace was on him, and by his wounds we are healed.' Isaiah 53:5
Salt & Light
Based in the World Heritage Site of Saltaire, West Yorkshire, England.
Friday 29 March 2024
Thursday 28 March 2024
Baildon's Community Garden
Tuesday 26 March 2024
Signs of Spring
Sunday 24 March 2024
1774 - 2024
Friday 22 March 2024
Mirrored
Thursday 21 March 2024
Daffy-down-dilly
With a petticoat green and a bright yellow gown.'
Wednesday 20 March 2024
Stop - and go
Incidentally, the land on the left of my photos (a car park at present) has just received a 'Go!' Planning permission has been granted to erect a new building as part of Shipley College, which will house some classrooms, new public toilets (much needed) and the Saltaire Collection, which is the archive of Saltaire's history. It will all be fairly hidden in a garden and I think, personally, it will be a good use of the site, though I'm not sure where the cars will go. It has attracted quite a lot of controversy, with some people feeling it will be a modern intrusion in our historic village. It's not as if the present space is at all attractive though; the rutted car park and ugly toilet block are rather an eyesore. A report about the development and some draft designs can be found HERE. My original post about the proposal is HERE.
Tuesday 19 March 2024
All the fun of the fair
Monday 18 March 2024
Reorientating
Saturday 16 March 2024
A brief escape
Thursday 14 March 2024
Manna from heaven
I’ve now cranked my desktop Mac into life. I’ll swear I heard it mutter ‘Where have you been?’ My phone is a happy bunny with four bars of wi-fi instead of two bars of 4G signal and my iPad… well, that’s demanding that I re-sign into everything and is chiding me because it’s not been synced or backed up for two weeks. But they WORK! Hooray!
Not only that but I’ve built myself a sit/stand desk today (from a kit) - so not a bad day for someone who is generally rather technically challenged. With my entire small village of friends helping in various ways with practical and moral support, life here is beginning at last to shape up into a more rhythmic and familiar pattern. Bedroom is tidy and restful, all boxes banished; kitchen is fully functional and even has a little space in some of the cupboards for the several boxes of glassware etc that I haven’t yet unpacked. One end of the sitting room looks like a sitting room. (The other looks like a depository, stacked with boxes, mainly books awaiting shelves). I’m in the process of getting quotes to fit a new bathroom. Currently that’s just a place to try and keep clean in, rather than the relaxing sanctuary I am seeking. My office is a work in progress and currently a shoe box holds all the most important notebooks, pens, scissors, sellotape and Letters/Bills That Must Soon Be Dealt With.
Slowly but surely, my new life as an apartment dweller is taking shape. ‘Phase One’ not yet fully completed but I’m much nearer now than I was to a basically organised and calm existence. I feel as though I’m at last getting on to the fun bit, thinking about decor and sussing out how things need to be organised to work well, everything in its place and a place for everything. My best buy so far? A little machine that prints labels. Boxes, jars, everything getting neatly labelled!