I'm still out there from time to time, risking all and sundry and, at great expense trying to capture what is the essence of Croft2a. I'm still influenced by the great James Ravilious and still hope that one day I may be able to make one, just one print that is some way comparable to the great photographer's work. Some hope. Only thing is I have not managed to get Mrs2b to tie her coat up with baler twine!
Gemmima has got stuck into the shovelling of the smelly stuff so all is not lost.
On the Isle of Lewis off the west coast of mainland Scotland lies a croft inhabited by an English off-comer. His Mum and Dad live nearby and help him run the croft. This is a photographic record of their lives as it unfolds.