Dartmoor is an honest landscape washed by the Atlantic weather. Being there makes one feel whole and infused with the same basic honest joy of living embodied in the granite, peat, heather, gorse and clouds which are constant companions of the walker across its surface. In honour of this honesty, it strikes me that my images should also have something of this straightforwardness and I have decided to show them complete and uncropped.

Grey Wethers stone circle on the slopes of Sittaford Tor.