Fernworthy
Each year, there’s a little bunch of celandines at the far end of the reservoir. You climb up the path from below and see through them rather than down on them. Every year those photos are among my favourites – but, objectively, I can’t work out why – lots is out of focus, the surrounding plants are pretty nondescript, the background is a blur, the celandines themselves aren’t fully out. All a bit odd.
