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Pink Skies

April 18, 2026

The best thing about loading up your camera with a roll of very expired film, particularly a film stock you’ve never used before and don’t even know how it should look in date, is that you have absolutely no idea what you’re going to get.

I found myself with two rolls of Fujichrome sense, a discontinued slide film, and decided to put them through my little point & shoot camera, and just kept it in my pocket for a few months.

This first roll came on bike rides through the cairngorms, deer spotting behind the caravan, to morning stops at the coffee shop and through highland village wanders, giving each scene a pretty glorious pink toned sky. I like it. Another roll coming soon.

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Summer Weaving

March 17, 2026

My previous post was set in the depths of winter, with snow on the Isle of Skye. Now I’m going to throw you around a little bit until you land in late summer, last year. It’s pretty handy for me looking back on these shots today…. it feels like winter will never end at the minute. I can’t remember the grass being that long, or seeing little flowers in it, or leaves on the willow trees, let alone a spittle bug. I feel like I’ve been in the caravan for days, hiding from wind and rain… I can’t fathom that there was a time when I sat outside trying my hand at weaving a willow basket, or feeling confident enough to have my loom outside without it getting soaked.

These shots have reassured me.

Oh, and yes, I’m shit at making baskets.

Snow Day

February 23, 2026

I knew we’d get wind through winter on Skye, and I certainly knew we’d get rain, but I didn’t know that we’d get a thick dusting of snow that would lie all dry and powdery and welcoming. I loved our snow day. I rode my bike down hills on the croft, fearing nothing but a possible fall into the cold, cushioned by snow. I watched Steven attempt to shovel a track through the car park of Lean To coffee by hand, and only getting as far as the gate. I was reminded of winter in the Cairngorms, when I lived in my little caravan and I had to constantly brush thick snow off the roof, and off the awning so it didn’t collapse under the weight.

I like snow days.

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