Christmas Day 2020

Up early to watch the sunrise from my garden on Christmas morning, cuppa in hand. Frost glinting on the grass. Birds twittering in the distance. Peace.

Christmas Day walk. Looking from Levington out towards Felixstowe Docks

Watching the sun rise over my local park I’m reminded of my favourite book by Hemingway. I smile at the thought of spending the rest of Christmas day reading.

Walking beneath the raw open sky of Stiffey. The world expands like a deep deep breath

On lockdown walks I have enjoyed the changing seasons in London parks, not having a garden like many Londoners, it’s wonderful to see new growth like this well-tended flower bed.

I’ve been gradually walking small tributaries that flow into the Moness Burn and then into the River Tay. Today saturated ground was semi-frozen, and sculptures sprayed up onto banks.

A Christmas Day walk in the woods where the sun shone even though it was cold. Time for reflection on this tiny bridge on what a crazy year it’s been.

This is a very sparse Christmas Tree which I was able to capture and I felt that it was suitably symbolic for this project – tall, evocative and solitary.

Holly berries on the roadside glistening in the sunshine

I was stood just under this hedge – the robin hadn’t seen me and was singing his heart out. He was just two feet away and it brought joy