I was doing a photo shoot and took a few random photos at Lockridge Park, formerly Lockridge Furnace. Unfortunately, I missed taking photographs during the bluebell blooming season, but the crumbling ruins of the furnace are always interesting subjects. I enjoy the textures, the shadows, and the colors of the park.
Here’s a trio of photos I managed to snap during my shoot. I know one of the sandals on the feet of the little girl are blurred, but I though about the interesting movement it depicts. I also appreciate the symbolism of young life amidst the ruins…and I’m tempted to write about Nehemiah building the walls of Jerusalem…but I won’t. At least not today.
She is Beloved 