For a friend, I’m sat in front of a fire that’s barely pushing enough heat to keep my knee-caps warm, as I try and write him a little poem-piece on sunny LA. It’s hard to take myself there mentally when the British winter is zealously permeating every cold corner inside my roomy house, exposed on a high hill top near the North Cornish coast.
So I’ve had to delve into the library of shots I took whilst I was out there, for some focus. I thought I might post a few up too.
Chances are I’ll find an excuse now and then to show you some more (by now, regular visitors will no doubt be aware of my fetish for that distant city).
I make no apologies…

“LA by proxy” December 14, 2011 in Photo, The Road






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