Feet on the Ground

Summer 2026

A field of poppies on the outskirts of Harpenden. This plot of land is about to be developed to accommodate more housing. I can't help but feel sadness in a field bursting with wild flowers for the last time.

Spring 2026

The arrival of spring is always special and never fails to amaze. I love the speed with which some plants embrace the warming sun, maximising their reproductive cycles before other plants are only just waking up. Like the bluebells in Knotts Wood Harpenden, before the broadleaves close the canopy above their heads. You can feel this sweet chestnut in my neighbourhood just bursting to bring out its long, elegant flowers. So much energy, it's hard not to feel energised oneself.

Autumn 2025

The growing season winds down, yet there is still so much abundance. A hawthorn tree bursting with fruit after a long, sunny summer. Local woodland feels slow, the activities of the summer having earned everything a well earned change of pace. The morning sun drifting through the trees at Ashridge Park.

One day, while passing some time in Knotts Wood during a lengthy dog walk, I stopped under a large beech. The leaves were turning and they looked translucent against a grey autumn sky. I couldn't resist desaturating the image to show off the contrast of the trunk and branches, as the leaves were being gradually lost to the sky.