This used to be a two hour hike from my door at Hunters Bar, Sheffield: the walk itself a delight known as the Porter Valley. Now it’s seventy minutes up the M1. Worth it though. This morning I was on … Read More »
Taken last week, in and around Wells-next-the-Sea.
Long Close Farm, looking southeast from the Powterhow Wood shore, across Redness Point on the southern end of Bassenthwaite. Shot from several hundred yards away, on a long telephoto lens, in the soft light of early morning. Derwentwater from Crow … Read More »
On Hastings Pier looking west toward St Leonards More Hastings Cuckmere Valley from High & Over looking downstream to Cuckmere Haven Cuckmere Valley below High & Over looking upstream towards Alfriston On the South Downs Rathfinny vineyard Dave – man … Read More »
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Attenborough on the last day of 2020 … A happy new year to one and all …
The character of Clara Dawes; she of one of the dozen novels, all read before I turned sixteen, which most moved me in boyhood, is nut-shelled on this A-level primer site: Clara is wife to Baxter Dawes, whom she could … Read More »
Through the pines. Over the dunes. And onto the beach, the light in constant flux … … an Atlantic north-westerly ripping in relentless. “I’m going out”, said J, pushing through piles of sand outside our bedouin tent. “I may be … Read More »
I spoke in Afloat in the Fens of a brace of pike spotted in a small mere, amid an otherwise banal housing estate on the edge of Thrapston and fed by the Nene. Here they are. Close by, another ambush … Read More »