Circles within circles
Do you ever feel that your life is a series of endlessly repeating circles-within-circles going nowhere? I’ve just had a shave, washed …
Do you ever feel that your life is a series of endlessly repeating circles-within-circles going nowhere? I’ve just had a shave, washed …
The weather in Orkney may be grey but it’s never dull. I’m waiting at Kirkwall harbour for the Westray ferry when I …
I’m spending a few days in Rome. I’m meandering around the back streets, ambling through city parks and strolling along the banks …
A quick trip out to one of the bridges on Brunel’s Great Western Railway in South Devon means a great view of …
I’m strolling around Hyde Park with my son. I’m pondering having an ice cream. We’ve had a lovely morning. Naturally I have …
I’ve travelled from the UK to Washington DC. It’s 6,000 miles. I’m hoping to see some exotic birds and photograph them. The …
The service has just ended and a solitary figure walks slowly, weeping, from the church in Matera in the south of Italy: …
It’s a beautiful day for Pigeon portraits: But not when you really, really need to scratch:
Walking through The Regent’s Park I notice a woman with her hands deep in a bag. She brings out a handful of …
Feral Pigeons often look such dirty and dishevelled birds. Not this one though. I suppose it helps that the Pigeon lives in …
There’s a Pigeon on the balcony of this house in Polignano a Mare. People would pay a fortune for the view this …