Evening falls and Salts Mill is briefly illuminated by the setting sun, its windows silvery and the brickwork glowing amber. The line of parked cars on Caroline Street is thinning out, as weary commuters alight from their trains and make their way home through the chill, to warm firesides and dinner. Just a fleeting moment caught on camera... Within seconds, the warm glow had ebbed away as the sun was swallowed up in a cloud.
Old Titus would be disturbed to learn that Saltaire no longer provides enough employment for its people, a thing unthinkable in his day I would suppose.
ReplyDeleteIt's lovely in that late light.
ReplyDeleteYou caught the magic moment, Jenny!
ReplyDeleteApropos magic moments.....what's for dinner tonight, Jenny?
ReplyDeleteExcellent.
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