
Iceland. Never has the essence of a country so closely resembled the way in which I see the…

Step after step we climb the steep mountain path, focusing, meditating, concentrating. The rain dripping through the trees…

There is something magical about being in the zone. When you have a camera in your hand and…

CLEARING AWAY THE COBWEBS: This week it would seem I have had a major breakthrough. I found a…

Written by Barbara in April 1995: When the Allied invasion became a certainty and the only question was…