Andrew 62: A day in the 84th creation
Andrew 62: If God were in his Heaven
Andrew 62: Refuge
Andrew 62: Still standing
Andrew 62: One of my strange daydreams
Andrew 62: Some good will come of all things yet
Andrew 62: Golden time
Andrew 62: “I remembered what Thoreau had written in his journal about thinking nothing of walking eight miles to greet a tree.”
Andrew 62: Last day of January
Andrew 62: Rock concert party goer
Andrew 62: Finely balanced Sheep
Andrew 62: Freedom
Andrew 62: More conversations with Sheep
Andrew 62: Earthed roots
Andrew 62: Meet the kids
Andrew 62: Singalong with Dolly
Andrew 62: Stone Circle
Andrew 62: Hitchhiker
Andrew 62: Hi kids!
Andrew 62: Earth Mother
Andrew 62: Eyes up!
Andrew 62: Rock arches for Sheep
Andrew 62: Last day of April in Sibbertoft
Andrew 62: Footsteps
Andrew 62: Impressions
Andrew 62: Self Love
Andrew 62: Golden daze
Andrew 62: Light of day
Andrew 62: Into Autumn
Andrew 62: Guardians