Bleaklow Fell, Peak District
It was a miserable day of low cloud, wind, and intermittent rain. Not much in the way of views as I sought the shelter of a stream gully for a sandwich and a swig from my Thermos. As I was pondering on the meaning of life, what does it all mean, and what the hell was I doing up here on a day like this anyway when I could be at home in a nice warm darkroom, I got to contemplating the patterns in the stream bed. This was the result.
Bronica SQ - 50mm lens. ¼sec f22. Ilford FP4 film.