A late-September day, warm and still enough to entice dragonflies into mating flight beside Alcock Tarn. Heavy overnight rain had passed over, leaving becks and waterfalls gleaming in the sunlight. Mist swirled over the tops. Reflections of cloudscapes in the waters of the tarn on a magical day.
Sour-milk gill showed sunlit and flood-lights played across the landscape. By Rydal Water, white feathers on water lily leaves - from the swans of the place. Some were lucky enough to see a pair of dipper.
My name is Jan Wiltshire. I am a writer and naturalist living in Cumbria and I take photographs.