It's too easy to overlook the beauty in your own backyard.
8 rowers and the shore like a line of jewels. Another evening.
This, the windy path that takes off where the afternoon ends.
Light through leaves: the simple patterns, the simple formulas that make you stop and look up from the road home.
Some days, you can feel the wind on the other side of the dusty glass.
When the colour of the sky leaks into the river
"What are your hobbies?" "Drawing!"Re-discovering childhood treasures (and the norm that there is always one pencil missing...)
Rosehips and Rain.
After the rain, on a quiet suburban hill, stepping out to greet the night one early day of autumn.