A farmhouse in Anglesey in the summertime from a bus window.
Two older climbers at South Stack Lighthouse on Anglesey in the summertime also.
My work on the changing Faroes was shown at the Mad River Valley Slideluck event in Vermont. What a fantastic looking place.Continue Reading
The German couple arrived in a small boat, the word is skiff isnt it? A boat for one or two. The bay was so still its surface was taut and oily like celluloid film. They sat by their fire drinking cider and wine, they played music on their iphone and it bounced off the smooth stones they sat on. They’d moved out of Germany and lived in this small fjord in Norway. She was the local shop keeper. They told stories of their neighbours having guns for hunting and dynamite for blasting the foundations of their homes. He recalled how someone once dropped dynamite whilst handing it to him. The sun was nearly set, it was past midnight. As I was walking back to my boat the German man jumped up and pointed to the sky. An eagle passed over our heads, it’s silhouette passed across the pontoon, over the mast and into the tree line.Continue Reading