Last week I had to visit my mother in hospital. It was a surreal visit and a difficult one. Floods were forecast for the area where my parents lived and so I decided to travel up by train, and though we did pass through some semi-flooded tracks, we only encountered slight delays and no cancellations so we were lucky.

There was only slight rain when I reached the hospital and only slight rain when I left five hours later, and when I commented to the taxi driver that the weather wasn’t as bad as I had thought it would be he pointed to the pools of water and I realised that isolated on the ward I had missed the deluge.

It can be lonely travelling on the train, despite the e-book, the snacks, the phone and when the task at the end is not a pleasant one, then the sign on the window for emergency exit can be a very inviting one. You also get a lot of time to reflect, perhaps too much. At several points in my journey I got out my camera and took photographs out of the window. Here are a couple that I particularly liked.

The first is the reflection of a tree through the opposite window and has an almost double exposure feel to it and doesn’t really seem real to me.

This next image I liked because the raindrops create a random yet regular pattern layered over the blurred moving image beyond.

The images below look like washes of colour as the train rushed through the landscape.