Oh dear, here comes the obligatory sunset photo.
Recently, I found myself at a loose end in Liverpool. The family had been safely packed off back to Somerset and I didn't feel like hanging round my father's house. So, I set off with my camera and followed my nose to the river.
I have a strong sense of connection between my family and the Mersey. My grandfather sailed down it and away to travel the world. My father was a diver in it, then he worked in the shipyard on it. So there was some sense that the images that I was capturing were in his memory, hence the title of this post.
The camera in question was the new Alpha 77. My memory is that I had my 50mm lens with me - which is not the best for landscape - but that's not what the EXIF data on the RAW file says. Again, no tripod. Sometimes, I wonder why I bought the damn thing.
As you might expect in these circumstances, most of the images where useless, but I quite like this one. I've tried to make a mono image out of it but it looses something, so here I am again, presenting a colour image for your consideration. Normal service will be resumed soon.
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