The fall of the river level marked by fading stains and mirrored images. 

Steadfast as the water slides past, the waiting for the winter floods is nearly over. 

Breaking the silent barrier between two worlds. 

Atom by atom, the river sets to do it's work. 

Like silver wire, the tumbling water is caught in a fleeting moment of history. 

When you have a lot of stones and a lot of water, the answer can sometimes be under your nose. 

Timeless and yet forever changing. 

In the retreating tide and silent dawn, layers and patterns revealed in the cumbrian morning. 

Subtle messages in a city full of churches. 

View from the slip on King's snaith. 

Ouse bridge under streetlights 

South side, orginal York style. 

Today framed by the build of yesterday. 

At dusk, the lights tempt the hungry traveller or tourist in. 

Design flaws hidden beneath gloried carvings 

Five sisters hidden by nature's veils.