Nina Nixon


I'm Nina, a photographer, film maker and forever wanderer.  Passionate about nature, the great outdoors and all of life's adventures.  This is the place where I keep all my 'field notes'


All words and images © Nina Nixon

January has seen us puff our way through crisp, ice-cold days to wading through a veil of misty, murky, milky fog.

My head has felt like it has been swamped in gloom.  When the freezing fog descends and we find ourselves consumed in a cloud for days on end.  Time seems to disappear with it.

It's felt quite eery and cosy all at once.  Not being able to see beyond the end of my outstretched arm, but feeling like I'm wrapped up snug in a cloak of almost invisibility.

My senses have been all at odds.  Quite comforting, in a strange kind of way.

In all my days, I have have never know a winter like it.

Though secretly I'm wishing for more.