A Dog Whelk perches on a barnacle encrusted rock waiting for the moon to pull the sea back over it like a foamy blanket.
Aug 072009
The kitchen garden at Noltland is green and fertile as dawn breaks over the ruin.
Aug 062009
A character face, I’d say, rather than a beautiful or handsome one.
A landscape full of beautiful inquisitive cattle. Wandering along the beach at Aikerness.
Aug 062009
Krummi the Icelandic wonder-pony searches out another Polo mint.
Aug 052009
The Lochs at Aikerness are empty, dry and dusty. There has been no proper rain for weeks.
At this time of the year the ripening cereal crops take on the colour of the sun on a seemingly endless summer day.
Today the jellyfish came; hundreds were washed up on Westray’s beaches. Mostly they were clear with pale pink and lilac frills, a handful were deep inky purple. Their alien life forms litter the shore.
Noup Head Lighthouse stands magnificent and alone on the cliffs; a brilliant shining warning of the skerries below.
Aug 022009
Noup Head, the RSPB reserve, is seabird city. Here is a Fulmar, crouching ungainly on the cliffs, waiting to wheel into the air.
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