Album: Travel

A commuter platform at first light, the tracks still empty and the whole station holding its breath before the day begins.

Sunrise from the crater rim after a four-hour climb in the dark, the caldera below still filled with cloud.

Terraced fields cut into a hillside, worked by hand for generations and greener than any photograph can honestly say.

The last set of the evening, shot from the water with the light going gold and then gone.

A corner I walked past four times before the light and the passers-by finally agreed with each other.