Photographer, Wanderess & Artist - Lake District, UK
She was free in her wildness,
She was a Wanderess, a drop of free water.
She belonged to no man and to no city.
– Roman Payne
Lake District Fells & Lakes
Sometimes, on a summer morning, having taken my accustomed bath I sat in my sunny doorway from sunrise till noon rapt in a reverie, amidst the pines and hickories and sumachs in undisturbed solitude and stillness while the birds sing around or flitted noiseless through the house until by the sun falling in at my west window or the noise of some traveller's wagon on the distant highway I was reminded of the lapse of time.
I grew in those seasons, like corn in the night - Henry David Thoreau
I was born on the Northumberland Coast and it will always be such a beautiful and special place for me.
Lake District Snow
I remember awakening one morning
and finding everything smeared with
the colour of forgotten love
– Charles Bukowski.
Sanna, West Coast Scotland
Maybe I was born with you inside me.
Maybe I have always carried you with me.
Maybe you are all the wild in me….
– Tyler Knott Gregson
The problem with driving around Iceland is that you’re basically confronted by a new soul-enriching, breath-taking, life-affirming natural sight every five goddamn minutes. It’s totally exhausting.
– Stephen Markley, Tales of Iceland.
Ne me quitte pas Il faut oublier Tout peut s'oublier Qui s'enfuit déjà Oublier le temps Des malentendus Et le temps perdu A savoir comment Oublier ces heures Qui tuaient parfois A coups de pourquoi Le cœur du bonheur Ne me quitte pas
Boston & Cape Cod
How hard it is to escape from places.
However carefully one goes they hold you
you leave little bits of yourself fluttering on the fences