12th October 2014
A family meal took us down to my brothers neck of the woods and a forecast of fog led us up onto the hills above Malvern.
The shots you see here were all taken from Black Hill, in an area not much bigger than a tennis court, as the mist washed in and out like an ephemeral tide.
Starting before sunrise and ending before breakfast, I got the impression we could have stayed a lot longer but we had the meal to organise.
Nice working with my brother again though. He has a keen, natural eye for composition and we hadn’t shot together since our old trips to Scotland in the old days of film.