It was a wet and overcast morning in the Peak District and in such disappointing drab weather I didn’t expect to capture anything worth keeping. Over the subsequent years, I’ve learned that conditions like this are actually priceless, they allow the soul of the landscape to reveal itself. Who needs crepuscular colours when nature presents such an achingly beautiful and spiritual canvas?
It was a wet and overcast morning in the Peak District and in such disappointing drab weather I didn’t expect to capture anything worth keeping. Over the subsequent years, I’ve learned that conditions like this are actually priceless, they allow the soul of the landscape to reveal itself. Who needs crepuscular colours when nature presents such an achingly beautiful and spiritual canvas?