For this week’s challenge, share with us your own take on zigging and zagging. It can be a winding path, the Herringbone pattern on your coat, a scar: any jagged line that tells a story.
I forgot the most obvious zig zag, this is from my town.
A Sunday stroll up to the fair
Escalier du Calvaire, Figeac, France.
Actually four doors, in an alleyway I hadn’t noticed before. It might not be there tomorrow.
Figeac is like that.
The centre of Figeac, France was largely abandoned for several centuries. The world simply forgot about the place. It was so run down, there was a plan in the sixties to bulldoze the whole thing. Sanity prevailed and this beautiful town retains its medieval charm. It’s not fully renovated, the side alleys offer tantalising glimpses into the past.
I have taken many photos from the bridge in Figeac, France. It’s a lovely view. However, one day I decided to go down some small steps to the water’s edge. I wanted to add to my collection of photographs of running water. Looking back however, I got this great shot of some pilgrims. They’re on the pilgrimage of Santiago de Compostella, which passes through the town. The monochrome setting only helped to give the photo a more medieval sense.
The moral? When taking photos be sure to look up, look behind you and try to see beyond your usual frame.
The Ambitious Drifter 
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