Dr John R: Lock and Chain
Dr John R: Down amongst the nettles
Dr John R: As sad as ash keys in winter
Dr John R: A good year for the haws
Dr John R: New gold dream (21 22 23 24)
Dr John R: A shadow of a man, a man with his moss
Dr John R: Waiting for snow
Dr John R: Head is heavy and the legs are long
Dr John R: Just the (Hedera) bones …
Dr John R: Lines crossed, shadows cast, berries for the winter
Dr John R: Last chance to shine
Dr John R: Lines meet
Dr John R: Private Road
Dr John R: Together, but with space
Dr John R: This year’s hawthorn, next year’s harvest
Dr John R: A perfect circle
Dr John R: Lichen, rust, and right angles
Dr John R: Horns
Dr John R: Touching … from a distance
Dr John R: The correct path
Dr John R: Captured
Dr John R: Escaped
Dr John R: Album Cover
Dr John R: WelcometothePound
Dr John R: John
Dr John R: Before the flies