Next in my series on doorways is this lovely entrance to St John’s Church in Ballachulish…
Photographed down a minor road in the Highlands, this dilapidated shed and rusty old bike must have seen happier, sunnier days
Overlooking the white sands of Arisaig is this delightful little cottage… and there’s a reason why the grass is so green!
The only time I have ever seen a fog bow is very early one summer’s morning, as we were driving towards Loch Awe and Taynuilt in Argyll. The mist was lifting quickly against a brilliant blue sky, and suddenly we saw it hovering there in front us, ghost-like. Less than a minute later, it was […]
In early spring the mountains are still in the grip of snow, ice and piercing winds… but there’s beauty in abundance