Twilight at Wivenhoe Sailing Club on the River Colne.
Tag: Essex
Mud Stories

Low tide on the River Colne lets the mud tell its stories.
Sylvan September
Saying so long to September on a stroll through Wivenhoe Woods.
Now and Then

A Reflective Evening Walk.




A Neighbour
Having recently moved home, I am meeting and getting to know my new neighbours. This one favours a spot two minutes from my front door, just by the jetty.
Walking West

Sunset seen over Rowhedge on the opposite bank of the River Colne last night. Taken on my evening riverside walk in Wivenhoe, Essex.
Waxing Crescent 2
The First Ten Days.
Of the 366 in 2020. A leap year.
Looking back, over the views which bridged the reflective new year holiday in Cornwall, before looking forward to what is yet to come.
Returning to Essex, meant returning to work – two different employers, two different jobs, on three different sites in two different towns.
I was met by new faces, old faces, all: ‘Happy 2020!’
I step (rather than leap) into a new job in the third week of this month.
I’m apprehensive and curious; it’s energising. Step forward, 2020.