The same walk – along the water meadows early in the morning to capture the fleeting snowfall
After the silence there is birdsong and darting movement, the sound of snow melting, trickling then gently streaming
Crackle of ice underfoot, sharp cold that invigorates the senses
Observing the changes the blanket brings to the landscape
The urgency to catch the sights, sounds, feel of these moments before they disappear
A white little egret in a tree…
The sluice gate had a vibrant energy I wanted to catch into my creative process!