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Westerleigh Rd.
The blanket of fog over Yate and its Common had made the last of the drive home difficult; everything seemed unfamiliar. Roads that I’d seen everyday for half a decade took turns before they ought have. Street-lights stood in different places or looked the other way. Bus stops sat waiting, dressed in new light.
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Love Letters & Gold in these Breathless Times
yours, now, forever, and always – The first viable portrait for a project I have only talked about for far too long. During Summer nights in festival fields. On living room sofas after long years. At the Watershed and the Marble Factory. “If only I could find the time,” followed by “I will, I promise.”
| Nathan Leigh Taylor | Photographer. 