While we had some last year, it was nothing like as deep or powdery as on Sunday, and we didn’t have Snoop (our rescue Greyhound) then – so we spent a lot of time out in it yesterday and shot this:

Down in the old gravel lakes in the local nature reserve – pools of pristine snow hidden in the centre of a forrest – every sound was muffled apart from the crunching underneath our feet (and paws). Weekends are never long enough.

I caught Aynsley Lister, a great blues artist from the UK, playing at the Carlisle Brickyard in 2005 and he kindly let me take photos. This is one of them:

After the event I sent some of my shots over out of curtesy (they formed a key part fo my portfolio for some time after), and he wrote back asking if he could use one on a tour poster. As a student just getting into gig photography this was like striking gold! An artist I admired using my photo! I’ll post the shot he chose here shortly – and the poster if I can did it out of the attic…