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Gress Beach in Rain

It was one of those mornings when my timings were most definitely out. The weather was moving through in waves, torrential rain followed by bursts of most brilliant sunshine, and as I watched…

Walking the Shore

Photographs help us to remember. These pictures remind me of the days when I left the village once a week, to shop first thing on a Saturday morning, before 8am, giving me the…

Last Drop

I’ve been working through my photographs from last year. They’re nearly all phonescapes, reflecting my current obsession with land, sky and light, but this one sticks out from them all. It was taken…

Black and white island

The colours on the island are stunning. Whether it’s the brown of the moor on a November day, the turquoise of the sea on a perfect summer day or the muted pastel tones…

Watching Finches to the Words of William Stafford

When you write about one thing you are often writing about another. The post about the goldfinches was really about a poem, the way you can sometimes read a poem and feel that…

Watching the Weather

It’s not hard to take photographs here. The combination of landscape and constantly changing light means the world presents itself to you photographically, over and over. It makes photography easy to practice and…

Water and Sky

Monday morning, snowlight. Starlings on the wire. I’m not the only one to be astonished by the mimicry of starlings. “Chris Watson the sound recordist captures the sounds of starlings on the Island…

Being Here

The first weeks of the first year of being here are all mixed up with snow and ice, with dislocation and fear of falling, with car warning lights and a broken spring all…

Away and Towards

more than ever we need people willing to pause and listen, to open their hearts to what is uncomfortable, and to hold space and attention until the new thing emerges ~ Christine Valtners…

rinsing raspberries
my fingers
the colour of my mother’s memory

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