by Mark Howells-Mead
Little photography and a big loss.
The gradual arrival of autumn; clouds clinging to the mountains, fresher air and a wider variety of colours in the landscape. My favourite time of the year is coming.
Mainly speaking, the month of February is a cold one, when my thoughts start turning to days out and summer temperatures. That being said, I still managed to get out on some trips, with the main goal of getting some exercise.
Sitting, cross-legged, a couple of arms’ length from the edge of a two-and-a-half-thousand foot drop to the valley floor, watching clouds drift across the lake into the distance.
Views from home across the lake to the Niederhorn on a winter Sunday.
First shots with two new acquisitions: a super-wide lens and an RR90 shutter release cable.
One of the most challenging hikes I’ve done: up the steep and winding path through the forest from Beatenberg to the summit of the Niederhorn.
A Sunday evening drive to the Justis valley, below the Niederhorn, with a landscape photographed to the sound of roaring red stags.
Shot from near the train station in Spiez this morning, just as the first rays of sun found a way through the clouds to illuminate the town.
… I was taking this photograph out of the bedroom window.