• Winter in Wigtownshire. I come here to read and sleep and look at stones.
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    Winter in Wigtownshire. I come here to read and sleep and look at stones.
  • Sharp and fleeting winter light. That’s us nearly there. The end of January, and our shooting...
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    Sharp and fleeting winter light. That’s us nearly there. The end of January, and our shooting...
  • Late afternoon in Fairyland
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    Late afternoon in Fairyland
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  • Cairn Holy
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    Cairn Holy
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  • Gathering treasures from the woods, gardens, riverbank, and hillsides for a day for mothers and...
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    Gathering treasures from the woods, gardens, riverbank, and hillsides for a day for mothers and...