With a load more snow falling this morning, I went for a walk around Wybunbury Moss. Starting, as usual, at the church yard and then walked anti-clockwise around the outside of the Moss, the usual views were transformed by the conditions. With snow still in the air, deep, dark cloud overhead and a real chill to a keen wind, the scenes were perfect for black & white images…
Instead of getting on with some work first thing this morning (it is Saturday after all), I decided to go for a local wander from my doorstep in the nice snowy conditions. I have to say that the countryside around my house isn’t the most picturesque but with light covering of snow it looked much more lovely than usual…
I’ve started the emergency baking and checked on my cheese supplies…
…when you can take one straight out of the car window?
A shot of a curlew at low tide taken from the causeway to Holy Island, Northumberland.
It seemed very odd today to cross the Scottish Border and to turn right. Usually, I head straight on and towards one of the Hebridean islands but today I was travelling from Carlisle to Seahouses on the Northumberland Coast. I decided to take a circuitous route via the borderlands as I’ve always wanted to see this bit of the English/Scottish overlap.
I travelled through Hawick, Jedburgh, Kelso, Coldstream and Berwick-upon-Tweed before heading south through Bamburgh and stopping at Seahouses. In some ways these seem like names of the far north but compared to my usual Scottish haunts, they’re very much south.
It was a beautifully bright and clear morning and it stayed like that all day and into the dark evening. This was quite a memorable, but short, road trip along the rolling and twist country roads of the border country.
Yesterday morning I woke early and just in time to go for a walk to the east coast of Ramsey Island to watch the sunrise. The following photos are the result – it’s moments like these that I love photography.
I stopped to watch a bit of harvesting while out in my evening cycle – nice light from the setting sun and wish I’d had my proper camera with me.
Please don’t let this be the first sign of autumn!
Last Saturday morning I had a pre-breakfast wander around Blakeney – a small coastal village in the north of Norfolk.
It’s an unspoilt little place with plenty of old world charm – the distinctive flint-faced cottages really mark out this area and Blakeney has plenty of examples.