Lebanon’s rivers are more than lifelines. They lie at the heart of a long-standing struggle shaped by external ambition. From the Litani to the Wazzani, Israeli efforts to dominate regional water show that control over Lebanon’s water has been pursued … Read More »
Three years ago, almost to the day, I first saw the bluebells at Strelley. Yesterday I revisited with my friend Heather, she who on that prior occasion introduced me to this woodland haven bounded west, north and south by farmland, … Read More »
Two nights at the in-laws’ beautiful house in Keswick saw me on Derwentwater’s shores on a wet Good Friday. Here’s me looking southward across the bay beyond Friar’s Crag … … southwest from the same spot, into a Borrowdale I … Read More »
Looking north to Higger Tor, and behind it Stanage Edge, but we turn left to drop down Padley Gorge I deal so much with the world’s ugliness that reconnection with life’s ineffable beauty is not an option. It’s an imperative. … Read More »
* Yesterday in Sheffield’s Endcliffe Park, a stone’s throw from Steel City House … * Here’s my favourite oak in the whole wide world, a tree for all seasons. I’ve photographed it in snow and shine, with friends in the … Read More »
Still kicking myself. Seconds before leaving the house this morning, for a stroll with Jackie and Tebay, I contemplated bringing my grown up camera. Problem being I was on the ground floor while said item sat two floors above. Nah, … Read More »
Levers Water is in the English Lake District, at the head of the Coppermines Valley above Coniston village. Originally a natural tarn, it was enlarged by a dam in 1717 to provide water and power to the nearby mines. Today, … Read More »
Looking due north from my canoe on Windermere Thursday: 23:04. I pull into the small triangular car park at Ambleside Pier, next to the Youth Hostel. It’s free but only at this hour can I be sure of a space. … Read More »
The last day of March continued Britain’s unseasonal heatwave. I wandered the Kennet & Avon Canal towpath, a stone’s throw from the Georgian splendour of Bath city centre … … to encounter nature red in tooth and claw. (I’m pretty … Read More »
Female Mandarin I’d no chance with this next shot. A shutter speed of 1/500 seconds is way too slow for so tiny a bird flying so fast over so short a distance. As for my reflexes, they’re glacial. Still, I … Read More »