Category Archives: Summer

Summer

It’s pretty simple actually: some days have more summer in them than others. This was one of those days.

Summer

It’s pretty simple actually: some days have more summer in them than others. This was one of those days.

City Life (part I)

Sometimes, and this can happen quite suddenly, I cannot think of anything to look at. But, and this happens every single time, just before panic sets in, a small voice that lives on one side of my brain whispers: “The city. Remember to look at the city!”

City Life (part I)

Sometimes, and this can happen quite suddenly, I cannot think of anything to look at. But, and this happens every single time, just before panic sets in, a small voice that lives on one side of my brain whispers: “The city. Remember to look at the city!”

Morning, Montpellier

On the last morning of a three week stay in Montpellier, I realised I’d done just about everything except take pictures of the city’s twisting, turning, rising, falling streets. A certain panic set in, followed by a seventy-five minute dash through the centre of Montpellier.

Morning, Montpellier

On the last morning of a three week stay in Montpellier, I realised I’d done just about everything except take pictures of the city’s twisting, turning, rising, falling streets. A certain panic set in, followed by a seventy-five minute dash through the centre of Montpellier.