I’d been trying to get to shoot with Rachelle for quite a while and dates never seemed to gel.
Eventually, they did, and we spent a happy 4 hours wondering around West Lothian getting soaking wet as the liquid version of sunshine was pouring from the skies.
Undeterred, Rachelle cracked on with it, worked her socks off to give me some great images.
Simon and I decided that we would travel North for a change.
A casting was produced, and from the respondents, the wonderful Kat Folan was chosen.
This was primarily a research and testing mission, and as Simon and I have very little knowledge of “The North”, Kat was our guide.
Our favourite spot was the fantastic Slains Castle, somewhere north of Aberdeen.
I was a bit bored, so I thought I’d try something different.
It’s small flowers floating in a jar of water and shot in natural light.
All manual focus.
Yeah, I know … it’s a bit out of synch – July then August and then July.
It’s what happens when you think that you’ve done something and in reality you haven’t.
I thought that I’d already posted these images, but on cursory glance through the blog, I haven’t.
Anyway, Simon and I escaped for a day (and part of the night) in to deepest darkest Lanarkshire … we even crossed a county border in to somewhere else, although I’m not sure where.