The Holy Host
Every time I visit a building like this I’m gifted with new ways of seeing,
nature
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Phenotype
I see the pattern of the universe everywhere: in the marbling of a countertop, in the bobbing flower heads of a summer meadow, in the dust kicked up by the flick of a fish tail. Apparently, the patterns that appeal to us most are those that have natural forms. We...
The Yew Tree
Church of St Mary the Virgin, Llanfair Kilgeddin, Wales. Survived the night in the van next to the church - only woke to take a pee. First light at the church is delicate. Cool crisp morning, dew on the grass, with the church silhouetted against the rising light. Blackbirds chirruping,...
A Pattern Language
#WorldMentalHealthDay
Silvered Glass
A mirror, lockdown and me.
The Bird
I saw a bird alter its state today. Before it flew to the telephone line, it dropped into the tree and was a bird in all its making: pecking and preening. Then, for no reason, it flew to the wire. With wings pinned and legs outstretched - its body prostrate...
The Whitten Tree
The Whitten Tree isn’t a tree - it’s a shrub. It sits at the top of a bluff above Cinder Hill near where I live. Some time ago, I started throwing wind-blown branches at the base of the tree to mark a run, and after a few years,...
Lockdown Virtual Photo Shoot
Taking Mum on a virtual photo shoot
Lockdown Photography - The Tree
There is a tree that's about half an hour's walk from where I live. It's striking because it's isolated within the landscape. It lies off a track called Scotland Lane (where it is said that Bonnie Prince Charlie hid after retreating from...