So much has happened in my life during the last six months. I've been more London based than ever, in part due to a big house move (I've inherited 28 roses bushes), but I managed to squeeze in a magical break in the Isle of Arran and a quick jaunt to York and the South East coast. Arran was a picture perfect place.
For a couple of years I've been taking pictures of my mum's journey through trying to regain her vision. Last week her specialists admitted that 'she came to them too late'. Her journey was thwarted by a blood clot the size of her entire lung (they said it massive, they meant it). I'm not quite ready to publish the pictures yet because I thought she'd have a happier ending. I'll get there.
In contrast, I've come to the end of my own years-long-hanging-around-in-waiting-rooms which is like having a chain cut off my neck. When I look at the pictures I've been taking, I wonder if they're better because they have more depth to them but to be honest, I'm happiest taking pictures of a wet landscape and blooms on a blissful morning.
Some good news... I'm exhibiting with Shutter Hub in a show called Because We Can at Festival Pil’ours, Saint Gilles Croix de Vie in France. That is going to be wonderful. Shutter Hub are wonderful.
Here's a few of the pictures I've taken..