A Passage To Halifax

It's goodbye to the fens and the farms, the sea and the sand, and a return to more familiar landscape of mills and moors, chimneys and chapels. Here's one I took earlier - about sixty years earlier, in fact. It was taken looking towards Halifax from Haley Hill, from a spot that I suspect no … Continue reading A Passage To Halifax

East Angles

The last of my photos from my short break in East Anglia. Now it is home to the hills of Yorkshire.

Epoch Upon Epoch

Elm Hill must be one of the most photographed streets in England. Look around and you see buildings that have been unchanged in many ways for 600 years. But look down and you see history on another level, epoch upon epoch, geological time set down in the carriageway of history.

Seaweed And Salt

Seaweed, sea salt, big skies. A detectorist sweeps the sands for lost treasure and beer bottle tops. A wind surfer bobs south, riding the waves. The wind blows. Seaweed and salt.

The Small Detail

On our travels and surrounded by big and beautiful vistas. Sometimes, however, it is the small detail that captures your attention: the odd angle, the disconnected phrase.

In Wilf’s Footsteps

"I am pleased to say we are getting on very well. We spent Friday night at Ipswich and last night here. Hope you are well. Kind regards, Wilfred" 119 years later, the message could nearly be the same. Kind regards, Alan