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The contrast between Autumn and Winter in the Highlands is quite remarkable. One minute, you’re enjoying the incredible colours of the birch and rowan, watching the deer grass blend like a traffic light from green to amber and red. The next minute, the temperature plummets, the ground is hard, and the only hint of Autumn is the rich russets of the bracken and the last bronze leaves of the beech trees (oh, and brushing away the hundreds of thousands of yellow needles if you live next to a larch forest). There has been no snow in our transformation on the West Coast, though. All the precipitation has taken place over in the Cairngorms, so if you want to get into some white mountains and crags, it’s a two-hour drive to Aviemore starting at 6.30am. It’s all worth it once you’ve walked into the glittering, rime covered rocks of the amazing Coire’s of Sneachda and Lochain.
However, every early December cold spell seems to break before Christmas, and we’re now back to overcast and rainy (which is a good thing, as otherwise, I’d get no work done).
In this issue, we have a review of Alex Nail’s book and the news that Joe Cornish will be joining us in the new year with a new podcast series where Alex will be the first guest, something I’m really looking forward to. Please let us know if you have any ideas for other guests and subjects you’d like me and Joe to take on!
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What first drew me to Lizzie Shepherd’s Arctic birches at sunset, Lake Tornetrask, were its lovely muted colours. Winter in northern regions is sufficiently devoid of strong colour that we’re tempted to revert to monochrome. more
I think it’s fair to say that only a handful of people consistently take great photographs of the mountains in the UK. For one, the act of getting up into the mountains isn’t trivial. more
I believe Art makes us truly human, or perhaps more accurately, the ability to appreciate the beauty in form, colour, shape and structure of an object, painting, sculpture, or photograph makes us human. It can define who we truly are. more
The thrill of such moments hasn't diminished for me. Whether seeing this misty meadow, the lacey texture of waterfall spray, the glint of Sierra sunlight on granite, or the tapestries of an evening forest, Yosemite has delivered a transcendent experience to me. more
While I think nature photographers can leverage our craft as a means to decompress from our hectic lives, I do think there’s a case to be made for smaller scenes such as the ones Michael is drawn to capture as having more potential as a mechanism for stress reduction. more
This article concerns my long-lasting love affair with a wild meadow next to where I live. Church Meadow lies next to the River Brett in Suffolk. The river meanders through the mid Suffolk countryside, past unspoilt medieval wool villages like Kettlebaston, Chelsworth & Kersey before joining the River Stour on the Essex border in ‘Constable Country’. The river is bordered along much of its route by water meadows. Meadows like more