Hyperlocalism – that's where I'm at

 "Hyperlocalism is a philosophy that focuses intensively on a very small, well-defined geographic area, such as a specific neighbourhood, village, or a few city blocks, rather than a broader region, nation or continent." Hyperlocalism is about where you're from, not where you're visiting. It is about identity through connection - a connection of repeated subject experience, qualia, memory, awareness, observation, being a part of the local landscape, not just a passer-through.

I'm never going to take an award-winning photo of the Taj Mahal nor capture the ambience of Machu Picchu at dusk, nor snap the Northern Lights from within the Arctic Circle – nor have I any ambitions to do so. And there are so many excellent photos of all of these that have been taken. But to photograph in and around Chynów, year after year – yup, that's very much my thing. The land, and the seasons, and the weather. Locally. Geographic depth, not breadth.

Below: gold in the trees, a warm sun on my back, and the last of the clouds racing away. Just round the first corner from home, heading towards the orchards.

Left: boundary line between the birches and the orchard. The sky was clear overnight; at this time of year, that means frost. Below: looking west along the track from Grabina and Adamów Rososki towards Jakubowizna; there's a puddle at the bottom with ice on it. The first time that's happened this autumn. Meanwhile, the last apples are being gathered in.

The road leading through Adamów Rososki has recently received asphalt, making access to the houses along it so much easier. The top end of the road (below), beyond the last of the houses, is still without asphalt, and it's likely that it will remain so.

Below: another of my favourite views that I must have photographed scores of times; looking up the lane towards my działka. Several minutes after sunset on this occasion. The sublime aesthetic.

Below: the Koleje Mazowieckie przyspieszony (limited stops) double-decker service between Warsaw and Radom Główny approaches Chynów station. It departed W-wa Służewiec station just 23 minutes earlier. Again, the sublime aesthetic.

Below: the western horizon, after the sun has set and the train has passed. A chilly night beckons.

Connecting the local with the eternal and infinite.

This time last year
In the early-November sky

This time two years:
Autumn joy, continued

This time seven years ago:
Recycling my father's possessions

This time eight years ago:
You can always go downtown

This time ten years ago:
Opinions vs facts – our media today

This time 11 years ago:
Judging PO's eight years in power

This time 12 years ago
Cloudless, 18C – the beauty of Polish autumn

This time 13 years ago: 
Call 19115: Warsaw Fix-my-Street

This time 15 years ago:
Vapour trails at sunset

This time 16 years ago:
Autumnal blues