Manningtree at Dusk

Manningtree is on the Norwich to London train line. I've never been here: only ever passed through. I must make amends for this one day - it is exquisite landscape.

The End Times Are Quiet: Buckenham Marshes in the Mist

A muffled world.

"Maybe Everything That Dies Some Day Comes Back:" Pictures Through the Windows

Ironic, considering I don't drive, and am not in cars or buses all that often, but I do enjoy those raw, blurry landscape photographs taken through the windows of moving vehicles. Think of the cover of Springsteen's 'Nebraska:' lo-fi, slightly on the huh, artless, for some reason almost unbearably sad.

Midsummer Sunrise from Dunwich Beach

Today was the first time I've visited Dunwich, Suffolk. It has held a fascination over me since I first heard of it - former capital of East Anglia, lost beneath the waves. The fact that it shares its name with one of HP Lovecraft's many haunted and decrepit locales gives it an added thrill.

A friend and I watched the midsummer sun break over the sea from Dunwich beach. We weren't alone - at some point another group appeared to watch the daybreak, several members offering a libation to the waves.

Sunrise Above Overstrand

Walking across the cliffs from Cromer early in the morning, to be greeted with this glorious sunrise above Overstrand - muse of the nineteenth century journalist Clement Scott, who originally christened the area with its 'Poppyland' moniker.