This wood is just 5mins from my house, how lucky am I! The colours are just stunning this year.
Waterfall I was just standing, watching a waterfall, when I saw the earth flow between the rocks, and spread itself below my feet, heard the hiss at the edge of white water and lake. I felt the air shift, that soft rush on skin, that half formed tear, and I saw my shadow formed on… Continue reading Waterfall
Not a branch of photography I have any experience with or tried that often. Experimented with the most basic of set ups on a rainy day in Scotland ( rain in Scotland?, hard to believe I know, but…). No drink involved, honest.
a falling leaf caresses my face floats on autumn wood a solitary bird reveals itself dead leaf noticing the bones of my hand north wind in the tree tops birds gather on that tree I never noticed before a gold leaf the sun finding a leaf to hide behind there is that something about walking… Continue reading Autumn Haiku
Autumn!!, my favourite time of year!
I wrote this in 2005 when Gleneagles in Scotland hosted a G8 meeting. My wife and I were on a cycling holiday in Holland and our son was at University in Edinburgh. Funny how I should unearth this poem shortly before Scotland hosts another international get together; COP 26, The United nations Climate Change Conference.… Continue reading G8
There is nothing quite so mindful as a wee walk through a wood. They are magical places.
Willow On the other side of this calm river, A willow pushes up from its reflection. The Willow inhabits both air and water, it waves in the slow current of this world… …and another. Derek Ross
In the Churchyard of Balmaclellan Church in South West Scotland, you’ll find an unmarked stone. Some say it is just a standing stone, folklore says it marks the resting place of Elspeth McEwen, the last witch to be executed in Scotland. She was strangled and burned in Kirkcudbright in 1698. Ah!, there ye are,… Continue reading The Last Witch