Photography
Brompton Cemetery, West London
Spring has sprung but the gardeners haven’t reached this area with their tidying trimmers, which leaves the residents in peace under the grey stones, pushing up the daisies.
A Tree Bumblebee and a Social Wasp grazing on pollen from flowers on apple trees in my garden in Hammersmith, West London. Fruit trees rely on the good work of pollinating insects. My Mason Bees are not yet active, presumed still hibernating.
An intense stare from our Mother’s cat, Ginzo, now a pensioner at my Brother’s farm in Devon.
Victorian houses terraced on the side of the denes of Brighton, glowing in the dawn light of late winter; reminding me of paintings by Canaletto or the frontages of the Grand Canal in Venice at sunset.
