At the end of November last year, I finally managed to photograph a particular limpet I’ve been visiting from time to time. Tide, weather, light, camera and heart aligned to create these shots of my companion and his/her home shore. I’ve paired them with an excerpt from my field journal of a mid summer visit earlier this year: Field notes, Wednesday 2nd July 2025 I pulled myself down to a favourite beach, head trailing my troubled heart and reluctant body.The will of knowing the spectacular...

As a writer and photographer, my creative life tends to swing between the camera and the page. After a long stretch with my camera, it feels good to get back to words, and last night the shift took me by surprise. While I was in the kitchen, I overheard my husband, Tom, grumbling from the living room about "sleeveless maps" on the bookshelf. The phrase seemed wonderfully odd, and smiling, I called back, “Like a sleeve in the wind!” Suddenly, words started forming. I grabbed my notebook,...

The glory of a starling murmuration. There are moments in nature photography when the scale and drama of a wildlife event transcend the...