I’ve just returned from a few days away with friends and family. The shot above was taken at Conistone in the Yorkshire Dales, near where we stopped. I took better photographs on our walk that day but the more I ponder on this image the more it appeals to me. This simple, well kept little church, in an attractive little hamlet, despite being loved was rather forlorn on that particular overcast day. When the leaves on the trees choose to appear and the sun dominates the sky then more photographers will stop and save an image of this church for posterity. Yet until that day it sits waiting, dormant until spring truly appears. Perhaps the daffodils are a sign not only of spring but of the potential of dormant faiths for those that pass by.
No one can knows the future of this little church but the commitment of people who probably now frequent the graves has to be admired. Perhaps their spring has come in another form.
I include another couple of classic spring images that were taken this last week.