So many making their way from the forest towards the lake...

The forest is full of sounds. Even when it seems quiet it's not. The birds and amphibians are particularly noisy at this time of the...

We remember. The night they returned. No longer small, hairy and dark. But taller in their smallness. Lighter both of hair and colour....

Love is not cake. Cake is something you have to slice into pieces in order to share... how big a piece does everyone get, is there enough...

Changes happen. All sorts of changes. Not always the ones you are expecting. The clear cut approach to rejuvenation that I have been...

No words... only photos The forest through the lens of my camera...