Wednesday, 30 September 2009

happy birthday amy

An accident: too light, but it reminds me of Monet. Serpentine, Early September 2009.

Tuesday, 29 September 2009

turner sky

Boathouse, Serpentine. Early September, 2009

Monday, 28 September 2009


Rotten Row, Kensington Gardens. Early September, 2009

Sunday, 27 September 2009


This little girl's family didn't seem to be English, yet I distinctly heard her say, as I passed 'Sweeping!'

Hyde Park, near the Serpentine. Early September, 2009

Saturday, 26 September 2009


Serpentine, early September, 2009

Friday, 25 September 2009

first mate

My current husband. BVI, February 2009

Thursday, 24 September 2009

beach house

BVI, off the boat. February 2009

Wednesday, 23 September 2009

sail boat

BVI, February 2009

Tuesday, 22 September 2009


The Baths, BVI. February 2009

Monday, 21 September 2009


The Baths, BVI. February 2009, as before.

Sunday, 20 September 2009

captain jim

On the catamarand, BVI, February 2009

Saturday, 19 September 2009

fish feeding frenzy

British Virgin Islands, off the boat. February 2009

Friday, 18 September 2009

the baths

Where I want to be. Right now. Where I am, in fact. In my head.

The Baths, British Virgin Islands. Sailing with wonderful friends, February 2009

Thursday, 17 September 2009

and now for something completely different

It's not that I've run out of Welsh summer pictures, far from it. I'm just more in the mood for some bright turquoise sunshine right now. This is from a previous sailing trip, not the last one, but the one before. It's not so much that it's completely different, just a hint of sunnier days to come.

And now I'm caught up, and in the present.

St. Barts, 2004

Wednesday, 16 September 2009

mellow yellow

Feels like New Mexico, but it's actually Wales, at that same beach that I can never pronounce, let along spell.

Tuesday, 15 September 2009

wabi sabi

The gate to the farmhouse we stayed at in Wales, July 2009

Monday, 14 September 2009

in memory of my father

Perhaps I posted this already, but for some reason, I love this image. It reminds me of the kind of composition my father would shoot. I like to think, on a good day, that I've inherited his eye, in addition to his camera. Although this was shot not with his old film Pentax, but with my digital Canon EOS. One of the first shots with it, I might add.

I can feel my dad watching over me, with love, wherever I am, but especially at the moment that I see something like this, he is most definitely present.

Morfa Nefyn Beach, Lewellyn Peninsula, Wales. July 2009

Sunday, 13 September 2009


We were walking back along the ridge by the golf course, my husband and I, and we both had that same memory: sunny summer Sundays, lunch is over, the adults are sitting around, talking, and time seems to stretch on endlessly. It's not a happy feeling, but not totally sad either: just this feeling of time being suspended, and the world being very still.

Morfa Nefyn Beach, Lewellyn Peninsula, Wales July 2009

Saturday, 12 September 2009

enchanted welsh forest

Somewhere in a hilly wood, climbing a mountain with my husband and his family, on the Lewellyn Peninsula. Wales, July 2009

Friday, 11 September 2009


At the beach in Wales, July 2009. Posted in memory of the twin towers.

Thursday, 10 September 2009

up on cripple creek

Goldsmith Harbour, August 2009. I don't know why I chose this title, but if you click here, you'll be in for a real treat. Everyone sing along now!

Wednesday, 9 September 2009

golden slumbers fill your eyes

I don't know why I chose that title for this image, which I shot while my husband was fishing in Goldsmith Inlet, on the North Fork. I just love the song and you can hear it if you click here.

Tuesday, 8 September 2009

gone fishing

Goldsmith Inlet, North Fork. August 2009

Sunday, 6 September 2009

could be 1956

Morfa Nefyn Beach, Lewellyn Peninsula, Wales. July 2009

Saturday, 5 September 2009

what gatsby saw

There's something so achingly poignant, to me, about certain moments in summer on Long Island, which F. Scott Fitzgerald captured so beautifully in The Great Gatsby. I didn't realise til after I shot this, that there's the same one green light that Gatsby saw from his deck, on the same water.

From the deck of my parents' summer home, overlooking the Sound. August 2009.

Friday, 4 September 2009

just before dan's birthday party

At the farmhouse with my husband's family (the Adams family) for Dan's birthday, Llewellyn Peninsula, Wales. July 2009

Thursday, 3 September 2009

storm over snowdonia

In the car on the way to Dan's birthday party, Snowdonia, Wales. July 2009

Wednesday, 2 September 2009

hydrangeas are like snowflakes

No two are alike. These are from the courtyard garden at the V&A, late August 2009.

Tuesday, 1 September 2009


Hyde Park, August 2009. Suddenly the day turned into a dream, and I was seeing me with my sister, when we were small.