We all breathe the same air but most hurry by.
If you let yourself be aware
Of where you are
And what you see around you,
And if you smell the grass and listen to the trees.
And if you taste the wind and feel the touch of the rain.
And if you let yourself acknowledge how this touches you inside.
Only then will you truly see the photograph
And you will know the art of photography
20th July 2015, Embleton Bay, 5pm
Guest whippet Zak - very muscly and newly rehomed by friends of ours. Lovely dog.
24th July 2015, Embleton Bay, 6am
The Skaith - I've recently learned that the name refers to all the marshy area, not just the water.
25th July 2015, Low Newton, 7am
There are people who come here and leave behind them a mermaid in the sand
These people are welcome back anytime
27th July 2015, Embleton Bay, 6pm
Daisy's hairy sister Bess.
31st July 2015, Low Newton, 6am
In bed at 1am after Rothbury Roots but up at 6am as the beach was calling...
Today's rain was soft and beautiful
Did you hear the gentle sound
as it met the earth?
A million raindrop jewels
On grasses bowing their heads low
As if embarrassed to be so transformed
And to have beauty so bestowed
When they'd rather reach for the sun
Not interested in watching Murray get knocked out of Wimbledon so me and Daisy went to the beach. Daisy's had a week of stitches after being bitten last weekend. She's desperate to get off the lead - maybe tomorrow...