Blushing protea heralds a crisp dawn in Greyton nature reserve.

As dusk settled over the cliffs, his gaze held mine in silent question.

Beneath the big sky and hugging mountains of Greyton, wild horses roam.

It was the closeness that struck me first.

An octopus fisherman scours the tidal pools at dawn along Arniston’s quiet shoreline.

Firestorm: Living with the Flames on Table Mountain

Out in the distance, two figures broke the stillness.

Seaward Gaze: A Window to the Past and Present.

Into the Abyss: A Helicopter Battle Over Table Mountain.

A vibrant yellow helicopter dances through plumes of smoke.

Two Fishermen in the Fog: A Story of Patience and the Sea

A stroller passes the shifting sands: a winter morning’s tale.

A watery graveyard tells a story of neglect and renewal.

The Twelve Apostles sets the scene for an early Sunday drive.

A lone figure presses against the elements.

Its the edge, where sea and land meet in a turmoil.

With her bait set, she viewed the murky, rough sea.

Low tide draws back from the colourful little bathing huts.

A fresh morning sunrise reflects across the sky and sea.

She lay berthed at rest in the late afternoon storm.