“Freak Street”. I chuckled and thought that’s a name I haven’t heard in decades. They’ve walked in along my outbound trail and share details of
Photographs, stories, places and projects
“Freak Street”. I chuckled and thought that’s a name I haven’t heard in decades. They’ve walked in along my outbound trail and share details of
The dishes are washed, the floor is swept and the duvet folded, all to impart welcome to whomever comes next. The trail is wet, streams
The double decker nudges gracefully backwards through the hairpin tunnel. It’s the third time we have done this and I wonder how this works, do
If glass were invented today it might play out like this. Niche interest followed by an inevitable pivot point leading to something akin to mass
The amber glow washed across everything. The white snow turned amber, the concrete building turned amber and even the snow flurries joined in this transformation.
January sunrise and sunset drive on Lofoten’s southern highway.
Once in a life time stunning views in Arctic Norway of a Cycle 25 enabled Aurora, the Northern Lights