It’s almost the end of a very strange and confining year. I usually get about the Southwest a bit, but have spent most of this…
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I’ve walked past these outbuilding doors in Bridport countless times, seeing them gradually weather and peel over the years, and thinking “I must take some…
When I first had a digital camera, I found it hard to restrain myself from taking far too many shots, most of which were utterly…
Since SARS-CoV-2 struck, we’ve tended to do our almost-daily walks first thing in the morning. At the start, this was out of necessity as we…
Today I went in search of Lyme history on Monmouth Beach, west of the town. We tend to think of Lyme Regis as being primarily…
It’s that time of year again, when leaves blow onto wet pavements or roads, and form accidental compositions for people to walk past unseeing, except…
Several wild windy days have started shaking apples from our two trees, which is good news for wasps, ants and small rodents, but less so…
A lot of my photos are quite colourful, or at least depend on colour to work. But our constricted life can be rather dreary and…
… to take a lyric from the song popularised by many artists, though I usually think of Tony Bennet’s version. We try to walk down…