Snow has once again come to Britain and as the deluge of snow related photographs falls heavily upon the internet I thought I'd add mine to it. Snow has the innate power to transform the mundane to the marvellous whether it be a grimy cityscape or this usually muddy path.
As I write my own thoughts are hard to hear above the persistent drumming of rain across my skylight. Its dark now and although I should be in the warm embrace of Morpheus, I’m not. Not at all. The sound of rain used to act as a lullaby to me, in fact while at university … Continue reading The rain upon my windowpane
We are drawing to an end of my week of Spring photographs, todays treat, reminds me of all the walks in the wood just down the road. The walk constantly changes during this time of year, with new things blooming and the colours changing from day-to-day. The photograph called, "Which way now?" is of a … Continue reading Spring begins to bloom. (6 of 7)
I took this photograph last summer, which now feels like a decade ago, as the wind whistles through the crack in my window and the rain drums upon my roof. The photograph is simple but it represents escapism to me, something we all need every now and then especially during this grim winter. Ever since … Continue reading My Mind in the Clouds
Christmas week has finally arrived and with it came not four calling birds or even three french hens but an incredible amount of snow. Every year Britain hopes and prays for the coveted White Christmas, people put bets on it, songs are sung about it and children stare wide eyed out the window waiting for … Continue reading A White Christmas, surely its a good thing?