I wonder if there is a back story to this image, I spotted it at Aberwystyth seafront and it seems placed some how. Maybe someone was highlighting the glove’s loneliness.
I really like this. Because of the way you’ve kept a shallow focus, the background to the concrete could be water, which I assume it is since this was shot on the seafront, or sky, in which case the glove and pieces of wood are stuck to the face of some sort of monolith. Now that’s intriguing.
I wonder if there is a back story to this image, I spotted it at Aberwystyth seafront and it seems placed some how. Maybe someone was highlighting the glove’s loneliness.
I thought I would let a photograph in today. If anyone would like to submit a Photo to the Poetry Jar, I would be very grateful.
… or maybe his hands were so cold he thought he had picked up the second after having worn the first…
stories… stories… 
Yes Stories to tell or to hear
I really like this. Because of the way you’ve kept a shallow focus, the background to the concrete could be water, which I assume it is since this was shot on the seafront, or sky, in which case the glove and pieces of wood are stuck to the face of some sort of monolith. Now that’s intriguing.
Thank you very much