It will come as no surprise to know that it’s raining and clearly has been for a while. The ground is sodden, the gutters and drains...

A dark chill campervan morning. It’s been raining overnight, but nothing as I sit. The sounds are purely the falling of residual water...

A firm chill and rooftop crystal white frost this campervan morning. The sky is devoid of cloud, the passing of landing lights criss...

A later start this campervan morning. Grey heavy skies crawl overhead, the world already awake, busy in its busyness. Far off motorway...

Well it’s raining… again this campervan morning. Dark with a hint of haze, brought on by the rain, which seems again to go through cycles...

Persistent and heavy rain this campervan morning. Under the oak, which is doing a reasonable job, but I don’t know for how much longer....

Modernity feels right on top this campervan morning. The overwhelming rumble of distant roads, the warning horn of a passing train, the...

Clear cloudless sky this campervan morning. Stars twinkle, sprinkled like glitter across the morning sky, a waning moon far above me...

An occasional flurry of droplets from the oak, encouraged by a morning breeze this campervan morning, rather than the persistent rain of...

Dark and the air drunk with rain this campervan morning, the oak offers protection, but not a huge amount, so I may still be driven back...

A moonlit campervan morning this morning. The suburban scene bathed in a waning moon high above me. The sky clear, a few stars visible,...

A night of buffeting winds and torrential rain gives way to a showery campervan morning. The rain consistent, but bearable. Temporary...

Stormy Wednesday blues, this campervan morning. October now tucked out of the way, November has announced its arrival. The air thick with...

Sparse and sporadic droplets falling from the Oak on a chill campervan morning. A waning moon twinkles between the branches casting...

Stillness this campervan morning. Not a breath of wind. The downside of which is that sound carries, so the waking world fills the air...

A ghostly bright and full moon greets me as I step outside this campervan morning. Slowly descending in the west, mesmerising as she...

A very blue early campervan morning. The light tinged in blue, the sky indifferent shades of blue and grey. There’s a lot of blue about....

Chilly this campervan morning, no cloud, stars and passing navigation lights are the order of the sky. Feels a wee bit busier on the air,...

It’s been raining, but the darkness conceals its residue. The clues are in the damp path and the cascading droplets falling from the oak....

Rain once more, but sufficiently light enough to sit beneath the Oak. Though the occasional accumulation sends cascades of droplets down...