Last week I went on a late night adventure to the Summer Solstice at Stonehenge. The evil surrounding the recent terrorist attacks coupled with my anger over the Grenfell Tower tradegy, led me in search of love and magic to balance out the hate and sadness that was engulfing the media.
It started in the car park where a party bus welcomed me...
...but then I saved my camera for sunrise so I could fully immerse myself in the atmosphere.
I was in love with her hair!
The moment when you can see what's about to happen, throw all your belongings on the floor and run over to capture it!
It took him ages to find his clothes in the long grass...
I found it to be a spiritual occasion full of wonderful people... my new yearly tradition.