Here's a little story that I came across when I was looking for local pictures a couple of months ago.
This plant pot sits in a garden just a few minutes from our house.
You can see, I think, that it's a cut above your average garden centre job. It's huge, cast iron, with very pleasing lines.
It started life as a cooking pot in the Tyneside Soup Kitchens of the 1930s Depression. The Jarrow Marchers may well have eaten from it.
Not a fantastic photo, and I didn't want to try anything fancy with it. But this is simply posted as a reminder to look out for what's on your own doorstep. You may find surprises...
It's upload-and-run this morning, we're off to the Peak District. Normal service will be resumed in a week or so.
I'm hoping for lots of pictures. But don't expect any sunrises on Curbar Edge. I do not go on holiday in order to get up at dawn!
Thanks for looking, and have a great weekend.
Tags: Photo journalism