Beaches are places of intertidal liminality. Transient, impermanent and ever changing. To be the first person to walk on the sands as the tide retreats, is to find the world remade.
St Michael's and South Parish Church, Dumfries. The current church dates from 1741-46, but stands on the site of much older churches, maybe going back as far as the 8th century.
A wild and windy day like today reminds me of the moors. This is Carl Wark on Hathersage Moor, seen from Higger Tor. Labelled as an Iron Age Hillfort, it's actual date and use is unknown, but it's stone fortifications are impressive.
Greyfriars Street, Dumfries. Adjoining Buccleuch Street by the mid-19th century former United Presbyterian church. Close to the site where Greyfriars once stood, where Robert the Bruce killed John Comyn. There is history around every corner!
Alignments of standing stones, mythical beasts, kings and giants engaged in dimly remembered battles, the landscape of the British Isles is filled with memories. This collection of photographs and poetry is an exploration of place and our relationship with the landscape and nature around us. My first book is now available from Kindle Direct and it's only £3.99!
The lost towers of Worsbrough Common, Barnsley. Once part of the Wentworth Castle Estate, these follies were built sometime around the mid-1700s. Little of them now remain, except this tower, submerged in Kingwell Woods and rumours of parts of others along the hillside.
