I’m all about mountains and clouds, preferably taken mid-flight. If you’ve been here a while, you’ll know that the above three are my vice when it comes to photography, and the flight home from Italy was no exception, because it meant a journey over the Alps.Many were still snow-capped, and hidden among the barren peaks … More Snow-Capped Devils
Trippy, right? Behold the dichotomy that is the Scottish summer.Taken before the rush of the Fringe, when we weren’t open and could have the beanbags all to ourselves while Barry White croaks over the foyer.
Laidig + snow = a good match. I hate moguls, but they hate my rhythm more. (And yes, I’m definitely using this challenge as an excuse to show what I’ve been up to this week/today. Not sorry).