blog - Earthlight

Dusking by the Pool

Under a bleak mid autumn sky the small pool bit with a blackness that held my mood. Deep shadow...

The small quarry wood doesn’t have a name. Not one that I know anyhow, and I haven’t heard a name...

I've waited many years to step foot in the hallowed, haunted natural cathedral that is Wistman's...

Gordale is one of those places that has it’s very own magic. There’s a pull with the...

Despite the dullness of the day I decide to press on with my loose plan of photographing...

Winter’s teeth holds the North by her silver locks Waiting to release her when the...

I always think of myself as a creature of wood and moor yet a huge part of me is pulled to the...

Tanglewood. It’s a woodland, or rather an old conifer plantation that has tied itself in...

Caught in the gossamer threads of dawn the universe paused A spindrift veil sparkled across the...

It was always going to be a slow morning. The rain had eased to the occasional lazy drop which...

I sat on the banks of the small lake, hypnotised by the flicker of sunlight on the duck-waves that...

Bats befuddle my brain. I just can’t comprehend how they work. Ok, so we all think they are...