Holding the Edge

The Celtic monks loved the places at the edge - islands off islands off islands. These sites make fine places to walk, and think, and be quiet for a while. Many of the old monastic sites are to be found in the west of Scotland and Ireland, but there's one…

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Summer Roses

One of the things I love most about the mid summer season is the chance to take photos of wild roses in the hedgerows. They seem to express so effortlessly the summer spirit of exuberance, of blowsiness. I love the fact they're always verging on the unkempt. You never see…

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Refusing the Operation

I pause on the bridge over the Bog Burn, to stop and watch the river. Behind me, the world moves past: people cycling, running, walking briskly with dogs, or trudging home with shopping. I don't know if they wonder what I'm looking at, I mean, it's nothing special - a…

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Sharing A Space

One of the things that I like best about macro photography is how it shifts your awareness over time. This is not an art that teaches you how to master, and 'capture', but rather one that reminds you, over and over, about the richness of the world you are moving…

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Green Lungs: The Lagoons

I have been lucky to have walked in many wild places in my time. Moving to live in the middle of a town, within the busy central belt of Scotland, is making me much more appreciative of different kinds of places: the green spaces within and around our towns and…

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The Benefits of Practice

The benefits of practice are not, for me, to get to Carnegie Hall. It's not excellence I'm seeking but the familiarity of practice: Even in times of change and upheaval you find it's what you wander out in search of even when you'd rather not, realise that the noticing has…

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In-between

In-between being here and being there: In-between leaving and arriving: In-between what was, and what will be: In-between the end of the blackthorn and the hawthorn still to come: the abundance of flowers. …

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The Look of Home

I move house later this week. This will be the 13th house I've lived in, the 13th place I've called home, in the last 27 years. Yes, that's a lot. And yes, that's tiring. I've moved for all sorts of reasons: for love, for heartbreak, for jobs, for security, to…

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Wave Patterns

It was a stunningly beautiful April day yesterday, full of sunshine. It coincided for the first time in what seems like forever with a day off that wasn't tied up with the preoccupations of house-moving, and enforced waiting in for one thing or another. I took my chance and headed…

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The Best Things in Life

It's one of the best things about getting older. The number of things you want, or need, or could possibly think to ask for on your birthday, diminishes to almost nothing. Material things, anyway. There might still be things you long for, and hunger after. The chance to walk in…

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