A Sunday evening drive to the Justis valley, below the Niederhorn, with a landscape photographed to the sound of roaring red stags.
As a British person abroad, there are several aspects of Swiss culture which take a little getting used to. One of them is making eye contact when chinking glasses with someone.
The Cailler chocolate factory in Broc, Switzerland, photographed in picturesque late afternoon light.
The Images Festival of Visual Arts is the only open air photographic festival in Switzerland, which takes place in the picturesque town of Vevey, on the shores of Lake Geneva, every two years.
A recent blog post by a fellow Brit resident in Switzerland prompted me to head out into Bern. My goal for the lunchtime trip was a university building to the north of the railway tracks; a blue-painted building in the style common throughout the city, which dates to the end of the nineteenth century and whose original use is synonymous with the production of Swiss chocolate.
Visiting the golf club at Carnoustie in Scotland brings back memories from the days when golf, not photography, was my driving passion.
Jo and I travelled to Scotland over the weekend to attend the wedding of Jo's friend Alice to her RAF sweetheart Chris.
Jo and I take our new VW Golf for a test run in the Swiss alps, visiting the Diemtigtal valley for the first time.
The autumn fairs may be some time away yet, but the first day of September here in the Swiss Alps has arrived with the kind of chilled air which tells me that there is snow on the mountains.