Lying fallow
Here, in the foreground, is the soil where bushes or small trees will be planted.
There is no work on site during the four days of Easter — probably the longest break the site will have until the work is finished.
Charting the redevelopment of the Quaker Gardens between Banner Street and Chequer Street, London, in 02005.
Here, in the foreground, is the soil where bushes or small trees will be planted.
You may imagine that I do nothing all day except peer out of the window, photographing anything that moves. That's not true — though when I'm in the mood for being distracted, it's consoling and convenient to be able to wander to the window and see what's going on.
The character of the work has changed now that the big digger has gone. The daily developments are on a smaller scale, as detailed work continues on the border for the Meeting House Garden.
The day began dark, gloomy and ominous.
I noticed something missing today: the big digger (and its driver). It must have been taken away last Friday.
About 35 years ago, Alan Watts wrote that "[t]he Roman Catholic Church recently made the serious mistake of having the Mass celebrated everywhere in the vernacular, so that it could be 'understood,' and added insult to injury by having some person standing with a microphone beside the altar to 'explain' what was going on, thereby depriving Christendom of the last widespread stronghold of mystery".