Can you spot the Meads? Despite the rapid rate at which the glacier is shrinking, it’s still a very impressive sight.
Whilst out and about with Jo’s parents these past couple of weeks, there has been a distinct sense of waiting in the air. The landscape is resting and gathering it’s strength to turn orange, brown and red as autumn arrives.
According to legend, the first “Devil’s Bridge” was established by the devil himself. The locals of canton Uri, where the bridge stands, were always unsuccessful in their attempts to establish a bridge across the deep gorge. Finally a chief official called out desperately: “Do sell der Tyfel e Brigg bue” (“Let the Devil build a bridge… (Read More)
Almost every day, without fail by fine weather, this woman walks with her child in a pushchair along the lakeside path opposite my office. Every time, the child is wearing her hair in bunches and a pair of oversized dark sunglasses and they pause on these rocks for the mother to take photographs. The mother… (Read More)
This is one of many photographs I’ve recently re-discovered, whilst scanning a massive number of negatives stretching from the early 1970s to the present day. The earliest are by my father, but the more recent ones are of my own making, between school days in 1989 and the present day. This one, taken on a… (Read More)