Endless leaves natures own carpet

 I love the way the leaves form a natural carpet upon the ground. Walk through them and listen to the range of sounds from crisp crunches to soft rustles to silence. Foxy was soon lost amongst the woodland but luckily comes back when called.

Just thinking I guess

The snowdrops sat on top of a wall and the last rays of a weak winter sun just caught them for a few seconds. In the distance is my car and the road is one I travel most days as I go to work. Most journeys I see something I want to capture with my camera. Fleeting images like memories that rise to the surface of consciousness which then dissipate into the blur of daily living. At the moment my sense of self is in limbo and so my pictures enable me to ground my thinking. My camera helps me to draw comfort from my ability to see  beauty in the void.

Black to blue

Still stormy but flashes of light.