Photographer, digital play addict, provisioner of digital play addicts, color junkie, Pratchett fan. And sometime minion to a parrot who assumes he's a dragon.
I know it's sooo hard to wrench yourself out of bed at an ungodly hour, but is there really any sight better than a May sunrise? The light is soft, the colours gentle, and the fields sparkle with dew. I could walk these country lanes forever, among the scent of the cow parsley and the songs of skylarks.
๐ Peak District, England