
Between The Fungi and The Fallen Tree
Walks in the Yorkshire Dales
Walks in the Yorkshire Dales
The Ancient Yew - Visitors Guide
Being caught between two stretches of water gives a giddy sense of scale and proportion.
Every time I visit a building like this I’m gifted with new ways of seeing,
I see the pattern of the universe everywhere: in the marbling of a countertop, in the bobbing flower heads of a summer meadow, in the dust kicked up by the flick of a fish tail. Apparently, the patterns that appeal to us most are those that have natural forms. We...
Church of St Mary the Virgin, Llanfair Kilgeddin, Wales. Survived the night in the van next to the church - only woke to take a pee. First light at the church is delicate. Cool crisp morning, dew on the grass, with the church silhouetted against the rising light. Blackbirds chirruping,...
I take a walk from my home up to Cheesden. At the Whitten, I gain enough height to see the Cheshire Plain, cloaked by an estuary of fog, flanked by Blackstone, Bleaklow and Kinder, and pricked by Manchester skyscrapers. The fog bank brings silence and serenity - it mutes the...
#WorldMentalHealthDay
A mirror, lockdown and me.
I saw a bird alter its state today. Before it flew to the telephone line, it dropped into the tree and was a bird in all its making: pecking and preening. Then, for no reason, it flew to the wire. With wings pinned and legs outstretched - its body prostrate...
The Whitten Tree isn’t a tree - it’s a shrub. It sits at the top of a bluff above Cinder Hill near where I live. Some time ago, I started throwing wind-blown branches at the base of the tree to mark a run, and after a few years,...
Taking Mum on a virtual photo shoot