The seasons are in a bit of a battle in my patch of the world at the moment. Winter isn’t quite ready to leave but spring is putting up a good fight. The result is stunning, but a little chilly, sunsets with amazing light that just call me to capture them.
The bare bones are showing of the house my father once lived. The wall frames, the door frames and even the frame of a chair that once provided a comfortable place to sit and take in the country landscape.