He survives

Pairs of open eyes on aging paper Familiarity smiles up but I avoid her gaze She is not my face her story is not my story These frames are stuttered and too still to be real Tarnished by the synthetic closeness that happened before Immortalised they judge when I can’t summon the courage to reach…

A suitably grey day

I love this murky weather. It suits me. It’s damp and gloomy. The fog shrouds everything in mystery. The mundane becomes surreal, taking on new, indeterminate shapes. Figures approach and they are merely anonymous drones until they are close enough to touch. I kicked Monday off with a beautiful early morning walk in the eerie…

Happiness is new shoes and Autumn leaves

Since starting this blog, I’ve got back into photography. It was a hobby for me years ago. The Autumn is so colourful this year, I always seem to find something beautiful when I am out walking the dog. The mist and dew make the mornings especially stunning. I try to be mindful when I’m out…