“Every walk is a sort of crusade,”

On occasion I’ll wake before the family, grab my camera and follow the sun as it rises. Intuiting my way into dawn and capturing the magic that always seems to sparkle at that time of day. On this day I was staying in Forest Row, a particularly magnificent and wondrous part of Southern England, filled with legend, grandeur, and natural beauty. The early morning mist clung to the rolling hills, softening the landscape and lending an ethereal quality to the scene.