…. one of those words you hardly ever need, but when you do, you do. It is the smell of wet earth after rain –…
Tag: summer
Making the most of the hot dry weather, I did a clifftop walk along part of the South West Coast Path. We started in Bowleaze…
Tonight I visited one of the many Iron Age hillforts in the local area. The one atop Pilsdon Pen (one of the highest hills in…
Sometimes, it’s the tiniest thing that makes an image work. I’ve banged on before about how a sunset sky often makes a boring image even…
I realise I’m very lucky to live where I do. Today I felt especially privileged on a misty summer’s morning, when I stopped three times…
A friend and I went up Pilsdon Pen to watch the midsummer sun rise. Despite a very chill breeze at just after 5am, we were…
Late sunshine accentuates the vivid colours of wild sorrel seeds in a permanent pasture just down the road, belonging to Lyme Alpacas. The jewel-like reds…
A study in green – ripening wheat on Salisbury Plain. A stop by the side of the A303 (surely one of the most rewarding roads…