What is it about landscape photography that makes me keep going back for more?
I spent much of one Sunday morning asking myself this question, as a ferocious wind did its damnedest to blast me off of Marsden Moor.
A wind blasted morning at Millstone Edge
Crouched behind a large rock, which provided at least a little shelter from the grasping fingers of the Pennine wind, waiting for a break in the clouds, I began to ponder just what it was that had coaxed me out of bed at 4.00am and up on to the moor on a day like this. I spotted a jogger approaching, the only other living soul that I saw all morning. We waved at each other in grim solidarity, in recognition of each other’s battle with the elements.
It was this that made me realise that it was a question of motivation. I could have…
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Brilliant article by Andy Hemingway originally posted on his own blog which you can find by following the links to your left.
Wow!