Stop and take a seat beside the sun dappled path, and watch as the flowers sway in the warm spring breeze. See, as they dance to the meadow’s unique melody. Listen carefully. Can you hear it? Birds trill their songs from the trees in joyous counterpoint to the buzzing of the bees and the insects … More Meadow Song
Most evenings you’ll find me watching the sunset from the top of the Lincolnshire Ridge. Breathing in the fresh air and taking in the wonders of nature for a while is the perfect way to relax. And we are blessed, in our small English village, with a stunning view that truly comes into it’s own in the … More An Evening at the Ridge’s Edge
You wend your way across the meadow’s open expanse as the early sun casts its glow upon the toadstools and the tumbled leaves. The chill air catches at your throat as you breathe deep. Negativity disperses with the puther of each expelled breath… … More November 2017
Newly shorn, the meadow lies bare now under the October sun, the golden trim giving accent to the surround of autumnal trees. The air holds a bitter nip that the early light is hesitant to dispel, but the clear sky promises pleasant hours ahead – a welcome change from the wet, windy and overcast days … More October 2017
Tread carefully as you walk the woodland paths, as you seek the peculiar life emerging from the earth’s fertile darkness. See them stand proud and defiant in the new day’s light, each embracing their opportunity to shine. Toadstools are definitely one of my favourite things to photograph, and this August has been great for them. They … More Peculiar Life
February arrived at the meadow and the little wooded area beside the stream, enticing nature to quicken as the year edged slowly onwards… (Remember to click on the galleries for better views of the pictures!) As youthful sunlight grew bolder, caressing the earth with an enlivening touch, new life began to stir amidst the leaf … More February 2017
Follow the lane as it wends its way through craggy hills, sodden earth beneath your feet and deep waters at your side. With each step feel your cares tumble loose, descending like scree into the lake’s inky depths. This post is for Cee’s Which Way challenge. The pictures were taken at Wastwater – the deepest … More Beside the Lake
As the midwinter celebrations fade into memory, the new year settles into a haze of grey monotony – a progression of days shrouded in obscuring mist. But even amidst the gloom, an allure can be found if you open your eyes to the sight. Light will filter through even on the dullest of days. (Remember to … More January 2017
History’s enigmatic weight settles, cloak-like, upon your shoulders as you walk beneath the graceful arches. The weathered stones may be mere remnants of times past, but still they stand, elegant and proud, marking the route along which devout men once walked. As the wind dances around the columns you can almost hear the sound of male voices … More Graceful
During December I again photographed the meadow, wooded area and stream in my village for Cardinal Guzman’s Monthly Changing Seasons challenge. With the busyness of Christmas preparations, along with an unseasonably warm but drearily overcast month, I only managed a handful of visits to my favourite place, but luckily those few walks gave me plenty of pictures! … More December 2016
During November, despite spending the majority of my time working on my NaNoWriMo novel, I still managed a few walks down the the wooded area, stream and meadow to take some photographs for Cardinal Guzman’s Changing Seasons monthly photo challenge. Don’t forget to click on the galleries for better views of the pictures. Come on in. Walk … More November 2016
This post is for Cee’s Black and White Challenge. This week’s theme is: steps – inside or out. The steps stretch before you in a seemingly endless trail up the cliffside and you curse your decision to make the trip, your legs aching from the strain. The steep drop alongside the path is enough to make you grip the … More Cee’s B&W Challenge: Steps
A sedate path idles where mighty engines once roared. The bridge stands lonely sentinel, holding memories of its glory days in unloved brick-work. This post is for Cee’s Which Way Challenge. The photograph was taken in Newark on Trent (Nottinghamshire, UK) along the path of the old railway line. The railway itself closed in 1988 and since then … More Cee’s Which Way Challenge 2015: Week #34 – The Old Railway Bridge
The Lady of the Ossington Stairs creak, footsteps of a ghostly presence creeping ever closer. She watches through the veil as workmen transform her dream into her direst nightmare. As alcohol swirls in glasses, voices rising in drunken excitement, her ire grows. This was not what she wanted! How dare they defy her will? Fury crackles … More Cee’s Black and White Challenge: Older Than 50 Years
The threat of rain is a familiar annoyance as you walk beneath glowering skies: it does little to deter your enthusiasm. Your eyes remain fixed on the small boats that sway gently in place. Excitement burbles in your chest. The noises of the town fade into a distant murmur and you tune your ears to … More Which Way – The Waterfront
You gaze upon the sun-kissed waters from the shoreline’s shaded nook, bare toes caressed by liquid chill. One by one you gather each angry thought, each nagging frustration that claws at mind and spirit, and you cast them into the depths. With a heart embracing serenity, you let the water wash away all cares. This is … More Cee’s Black and White Challenge: Liquids
Whilst fashions change and technology takes flight on wings of wonder, still men and women continue to gather, summoned by the haunting cry of the train’s whistle. Eyes wide, captivated by the remembrance of a simpler time; ashes are brushed off shoulders, as darker truths are brushed from minds. This is my entry into Cee’s Black and … More Cee’s Black and White Challenge: Signs
Kicking at the stones that lie in your way, you walk the lane as it winds between freshly ploughed fields. The path is worn and uneven from the passage of countless feet, rutted and torn by tractors and cars. Bricks line the way, providing a modicum of stability – but even they are crumbling. Birdsong … More Cee’s Which Way Challenge 2015: Week #14 – The Brick Lined Path
You follow the signposts as they lead you home through a landscape defined by a history of agricultural practice. Gravel tracks merge with tarmac lanes as dusk’s golden light caresses your senses. The trek has been long but your journey is nearly done. This photo was very nearly included in the gallery for the Monthly … More Cee’s Which Way Challenge 2015: Week #10 – Signpost
Away from the pushing and shoving, from the crowds that jostle impatiently for place, you wait in the chill winter air. Cold light, cleansing in its purity, filters in through the iron and glass lattice of the cathedral-like roof. You close your eyes, tilt back your head and feel it wash over you. You tune … More Cee’s Which Way Challenge 2015: Week #7 – Station
How many people have sat there, upon the old wood of the bench on the green, watching the slow life of the village pass by? For many years it has provided a place to stop and rest; now it’s old and worn, wearied from its long labour. Moss and lichen mottle the surface like age … More Cee’s Black and White Challenge: The Bench on the Green
It powers over the viaduct, a metallic monster with fire in its belly, breathing steam and smoke into the air in pungent billows; a marvel of Victorian engineering. Its passage is accompanied by the roaring clatter of metal against metal. Behind the engine trail carriages, filled with passengers enjoying a touch of old-fashioned luxury as … More Cee’s Which Way Challenge 2015: Week #5 – Steam Train
For long years the pair have stood guardian over the sacred space, their presence conceived to repel what evil spirits might wish to venture within. Their features, once finely carved, are worn and weathered now with the passage of time. One sleeps in peaceful repose, free of all cares. The other watches the world. And … More Cee’s Black and White Challenge: Textures
A Path Through History Rickety fences direct your steps with genteel insistence as you follow the meandering path, uneven stone beneath your feet and the summer sun warm upon your skin. With curious eyes you explore the ruins. Once an extravagant display of elitist dominion, a focal point for struggles of class and ideology, the … More Cee’s Which Way Challenge 2015: Week #4 – A Path Through History
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Amanda Tuke - writer: nature, people, places
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