
a few steps down to the beach
The bit of the path between assessing the wind and reaching the sand.
The bit of the path between assessing the wind and reaching the sand.
Leafy and raggedy, and only confined by rusty metal, my allotment is looking good.
Tideline. Saturday morning walk out from Porthmadog, along the length of Morfa Bychan and back. Empty summer beach, nice but sinister
Marching along a wooded lane. Sunlight. Slow down, just stop, and look at the trees for five minutes… Coed Garth-byr, January 2020
Working at home day, head-clearing trip to the beach before the sun goes down. On the beach, January 2020
Criccieth is still winter-asleep at the end of March, but the sun is very much alive and playing games with the beachfront railings. Photos.
Grey day in March, the wind and waves whipping up foam on the beach. It sounds fantastic too, fills your head… Criccieth and Morfa Bychan, one afternoon in March, 2019.
boat trip: a photo journey on the Koman Lake Ferry in northern Albania
A set of walking guides for Snowdonia published by Merseyside YHA in the 1940’s. Love the cover illustrations.
1949 guide to Glencoe from National Trust for Scotland – nice cover illustration.
More pictures of my mum, my sister and me, from my Dad’s slide collection.
From my Dad’s carefully curated slide collection, my mum, my sister, and myself on a Scottish beach.