St Michael's, the house of superstition

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I love old weathered signs like this. The picture speaks rural.

I like this one too. The severe crop on the church, the off-kilter signpost, the white chalk path and white wall of the church cutting off the left side, the dark corners and the chaotic tangle of the briars again create an unsettling image. May I ask if you're doing much post-processing or just shooting really low-resolution to achieve this effect?
And, because there seems to be something of a poetry theme on PN this week:

But superstition, like belief, must die,
And what remains when disbelief has gone?
Grass, weedy pavement, brambles, buttress, sky,
A shape less recognizable each week,
A purpose more obscure.

Jeremy, thanks for the bit of poetry (Philip Larkin I believe). My canon G6 produces horribly sharp images so I had to blur the result in photoshop (so that it better matched my eyesight!).

 

Yup, Michael, it's Larkin. I haven't read him since the 6th form, but that one poem seems to have stuck (and the nice one about mums and dads). I didn't really get him then, but it all made more sense when I tracked him down yesterday. Fading eyesight and enjoying Philip Larkin - there's incontravertible evidence of aging ;-(