Photography can become a very restrictive practice, if you let it. It is easy to become creatively confined by only shooting one genre, in one particular style, or with only one subject of interest. I realise that tunnel vision is often necessary to push ourselves forward to fully understand a specific aspect of the craft. However, it can easily become the only focus and we can miss so much by not stepping outside of these confines and dipping our toes into different waters.

Surprisingly, one of the most intriguing things I saw was on my way to the coast was an old domestic-use garage. I was fascinated by it and its well-worn look. It is something I have found out about myself recently – I enjoy the mundane or the ordinary. I get far more excited about photographing an old garage than I do a stunning ‘picture perfect’ landscape.

The sun only appeared for about 90 seconds on my walk, but it did make for an interesting late afternoon sky over a nearby farm. I watched it for a while and then tried to capture the beauty on camera. I couldn’t do it justice via digital sensor.

I ventured to the coastline, seeing the sea at its bluest, contrasted with the snowy white cliff tops. There were lots of people out enjoying the fresh air and the cold temperatures. The queues at the local coffee kiosk were looking healthy. I added my patronage.