It happened when I went for a walk over the weekend to a local library to drop off some overdue books. I took my camera with me and returned with both the library books (there was a problem with the drop-off option) and an album of photographs from the walk.
The benches are mostly in a park along a busy road although the most interesting one was outside the library building itself.
The paint on some of the wooden benches looked somewhat faded and weathered. The resulting look appeals to me.
This next one is particularly striking, for some reason.
Some benches seem to have a voice that hints at an unspoken story, like this one:
I enjoy walking around my city with my camera. It’s proving to be a great way to explore the city and its nuances. You can view my complete album from that solo photowalk on Flickr.
What do you think?