It’s the first of February and snowing for the first time in Bath, UK. Some people stay indoors, others build snowmen, I…well, I become a medieval character for two hours. Meet Anam Fiain, the fair lady of the woods.
I was visiting Boscastle, Cornwall with my friends for a couple of days. In the morning, while everyone was sleeping, I snuck out and got creative with the local beauties (I mean the flowers).
I went camping for a weekend at the Edinburgh Fringe. Although it is the grandest arts festival in the world, I couldn’t help but feel overwhelmed. I often felt like this gentleman here…so many shows, so little time!
Sometimes it is easy to get lost in worries and doubts. Little do we know that hope, however frail, is waiting quietly to pull us out of our darkness. Hope is never lost!
One rainy day, in Bradford-on-Avon, England, I needed some time with my thoughts. The trees, birds and wind were whispering words of courage. I realized that even they have secrets.
On a quiet afternoon in May, I went for a stroll in the Botanic gardens of Bath, UK. I was eager to test my new lens on the birds there. The squirrels, however, turned out to be even more entertaining. Notice how the curved tail resembles the curved branch of the tree.
I was on a quest to find finches in the trees of Bath, UK and behold, this little fellow came to say hello! He was no bigger than my little finger, but was witty and had a sweet tune.
One lovely month of May, I took a trip to Gower in Wales. There I found a beautiful manor house called Parc Le Breos, near Three Cliffs Bay. The house had a horse farm and tourists could ride to the beach. Some of these horses were like paintings in the morning mist. I loved it there and hope to return one day.
The sun was setting over Keswick, Lake District, England and this lovely fellow walked slowly into the frame. He stopped and pondered and so did I, as I pressed the button.