All that remains...
All that remains..... on Orkney there are many abandoned houses, little crofts (farms) that have been beaten by the storms. All that remains are the gable walls with their chimney stacks facing out towards the sea. The soft golden sandstone of Orkney is sculpted into soft rolling hills, sand dunes and dips filled with crystal clear water. It is a place of calm and peace and also of memories. From here, crofters crossed the stormy seas to new lands in the americas. Hardy men used to working in the harshest climates travelled to Canada for work. But all that remains now to mark those difficult times are the gable walls and crumbling chimneys. Orkney nowadays is a beautiful place to visit and regain a sense of balance.
There is a profound stillness in winter—when the world is stripped back to its essentials, and silence settles like a soft veil. As I stood in this snow-covered field, watching the lone tree hold its place against softly falling snow, I felt an overwhelming sense of peace.
This black and white fine art photograph captures that ethereal moment, where time seems suspended. The delicate snowfall blurs the edges of the landscape in the background, creating a dreamlike atmosphere, while the tree stands as a quiet sentinel—resilient, timeless, and beautifully solitary.
All that remains..... on Orkney there are many abandoned houses, little crofts (farms) that have been beaten by the storms. All that remains are the gable walls with their chimney stacks facing out towards the sea. The soft golden sandstone of Orkney is sculpted into soft rolling hills, sand dunes and dips filled with crystal clear water. It is a place of calm and peace and also of memories. From here, crofters crossed the stormy seas to new lands in the americas. Hardy men used to working in the harshest climates travelled to Canada for work. But all that remains now to mark those difficult times are the gable walls and crumbling chimneys. Orkney nowadays is a beautiful place to visit and regain a sense of balance.
There is a profound stillness in winter—when the world is stripped back to its essentials, and silence settles like a soft veil. As I stood in this snow-covered field, watching the lone tree hold its place against softly falling snow, I felt an overwhelming sense of peace.
This black and white fine art photograph captures that ethereal moment, where time seems suspended. The delicate snowfall blurs the edges of the landscape in the background, creating a dreamlike atmosphere, while the tree stands as a quiet sentinel—resilient, timeless, and beautifully solitary.
All that remains..... on Orkney there are many abandoned houses, little crofts (farms) that have been beaten by the storms. All that remains are the gable walls with their chimney stacks facing out towards the sea. The soft golden sandstone of Orkney is sculpted into soft rolling hills, sand dunes and dips filled with crystal clear water. It is a place of calm and peace and also of memories. From here, crofters crossed the stormy seas to new lands in the americas. Hardy men used to working in the harshest climates travelled to Canada for work. But all that remains now to mark those difficult times are the gable walls and crumbling chimneys. Orkney nowadays is a beautiful place to visit and regain a sense of balance.
There is a profound stillness in winter—when the world is stripped back to its essentials, and silence settles like a soft veil. As I stood in this snow-covered field, watching the lone tree hold its place against softly falling snow, I felt an overwhelming sense of peace.
This black and white fine art photograph captures that ethereal moment, where time seems suspended. The delicate snowfall blurs the edges of the landscape in the background, creating a dreamlike atmosphere, while the tree stands as a quiet sentinel—resilient, timeless, and beautifully solitary.