Wild Suffolk
Over the past few years, I have documented a quiet corner of Suffolk close to where I work. A landscape shaped by seasons. This is a slow part of the county, decorated with veteran oaks and graced with beautiful grasslands, frost-bound lakes and hedgerows alive with movement at first light. The images in this collection are drawn from many dawn starts and late evenings, from long waits in the cold and brief moments when sunlight breaks through the trees. Little owls peer from the cavities of ancient oaks in open wood pasture. Kingfishers rest above trickling streams, electric blue against muted winter vegetation. Mute swans paddle across frigid ponds and barn owls quarter rough grass in the falling light. Brown hares pause in autumn stubble; bee orchids rise delicately from summer meadows; sunlight spills through cathedral-like woodland in spring. These photographs are not dramatic wilderness scenes, but something slightly more intimate - A portrait of place, a study of somewhere close to my heart. I hope you enjoy this collection of images.
