
After reading Jonny’s Lent thought here I have been looking around me differently, looking to see what I will notice in the familiar.
I walk past this alley everyday but had never noticed it before until I took my camera on my prayer walk around Rochester. Things seem to become invisible in the everyday. I sometimes wonder if I have a massive blind spot of familiarity that needs healing.
Where exactly is this?
Hi MikeIt’s the alley that runs down the side of the George vaults in Rochester