
Autumn: A Change in Perspective
In a way, autumn feels like watching the memories of summer fall with the leaves.
Read the storyEarly mornings at the water, open moors, the last light of the day and the places further afield. The stories behind the pictures.

In a way, autumn feels like watching the memories of summer fall with the leaves.

Everyone calls the 85mm a portrait lens. I bought one in 2024, pointed it at the horizon and haven't looked back. Here's why.

A fog so thick the far bank disappeared, and a December dawn so still the lake turned to glass. Two winter mornings at the water's edge.

Gritstone, bracken and a boulder the size of a house. Two visits to Ilkley Moor, one on foot and one from the air.

The Trent bending through harvest fields, Normanby's parkland at sunset and the Humber going gold. Home, seen from a few hundred feet up.

A red sun behind the turbines, a seedhead against the glow and a bridge at dusk. How a long lens changes what a sunset can be.

Rock-cut tombs, a hilltop fortress, the moon over Babadağ and boats drifting in the heat haze. Notes from south-west Türkiye.
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