The moor in the late evening, the near-full moon glowing orange in the post-sunset, while the hills merge into an abstract haze.
After the daily pour had temporarily ceased. the sun obliged by granting me this lovely rainbow, and a beautiful reflection of the sunset rays on the hills.
Continuing my annual quest to get the waterlily image that I’m after in my head
From a sparkling day in early summer when all the leaves are fresh and brand new. These two giant-sized fir stand guard near the banks of the Findhorn Gorge and have an amazing uplifting energy.
Birch leaves – Its always a joy to see the transformation over a few days from coppery winter branches to the bright yellow-green of the new leaves.
The sun sets behind the Monadhliath mountains in the distance, through the branches of a lonesome pine, high above the main treeline.
Dramatic clouds filled the sky all around, while a spotlight shone down on my patch of hilltop, before moving on to pick out features on the hillside opposite.
Evening on the Glen Einich track, as the setting sun lit up these clouds from behind for a few short minutes, turning them to fire.
The light was stunning on this day, with an intense quality, glowing in light. Loch Vaa was a frozen expanse, glinting in the sunshine.
Birch – the tree of light. In the twilight there is a magical presence here, at any time of the year, but it seems amplified with snow underfoot reflecting the pink sky.
The rugged view from Balcoes, Ribeiro Frio, Madeira, looking down to Porto da Cruz and the ocean beyond.
Coppery tresses of birch streaming in the wind. The heavy frost which had built up over several days was thawing as a warmer breeze came in, making the birch glisten in the sun.