An afternoon wander

A troop of ducks, a band of squirrels and a coy carp hanging out in Islington bathed in afternoon sun.

I hate boredom.

I'm feeling failure.

That was not just a fishing line I cast but just my feelings.

Autumn 20eleven

Photo taken in a London location house while producing a shoot.

A year at Alconbury Road

There is always one which stubbornly stays dark.

Summer storm

The repeated rolling thunder builds great tension, that hangs in the air between bird song, waiting.

Once the first clouds break, stillness is shattered by the horizontal path of the rain, yet resolves a relief to the air.

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Turning a feather into a hen.

New Years Resolutions

Stop worrying so much