He stopped for the night because the sun had set

Recently each morning when I wake up on increasingly sunny mornings, I can see a rainbow of three colours on the ceiling above my bed. One morning I took a picture of it close up, standing on my bed, and then looked down and saw the light bright on the sheets.

Honeycomb, sweet to the soul

I took these pictures of Rosa in Bella's kitchen, under the light streaming through the glass ceiling on a sunny Sunday afternoon, after we'd spent the weekend wandering around exhibitions, trying Swedish wine, and planning for the summer.

Times and seasons

The day after I had a tropical-themed party at the beginning of summer, Alice and I shot an accessories story together, using nail transfers, plastic hair clips and a charm necklace that Alice brought round. Nami came over to sort the makeup, and we took these pictures on my balcony in the incredibly bright sunlight. Here's a few of the pictures - two of these ended up as outtakes. See the whole story in the latest issue of H&C.

Cold and heat, and summer and winter, and day and night shall not cease

Bambou came to visit me in London, a week before I got the train straight back over to Paris to visit her and Susy in the blazing sunlight of summer come early. In London we walked all over the city, took a taxi from the Palace, picked out our future furnishings in Liberty's, and ate a cooked breakfast on the terrace overlooking the Hyde Park lake. We drank coffees on Portobello Road, where we saw a man with a dog sitting on his shoulder as if it were a parrot, and Bambou got excited at being addressed as a 'lady'. In Paris we spent evenings at the canal and days drinking grenadine in the heat, wandered around yard sales in the sun and drank beers on benches, planning more pictures to take and picnics that we never had time for.

Like snow in summer

I just found these pictures from a couple of summers ago, when I went away to France with Alfie and his family. We swam in the river, cycled across fields, and drove to flea markets early in the morning. I also remember that we went to a pizza restaurant that had a pool outside to swim in while they made up your order - this was so great. I went a couple of years running, so memories start to run into each other, but I loved the house full of crockery gathered over the years, the steep cycle into the tiny neighbouring village, and the bread we'd dip into hot chocolate in the mornings. 

    

I put on righteousness, and it clothed me

A group of us disappeared for the weekend to Ralph's incredible estate in the middle of the Leicester countryside. On the Sunday afternoon, after Molly and I had sat drinking gin and tonics in the ballroom in front of the fire, we braved the cold outside to walk around the grounds - stables, dairy and all - where I took these pictures with all the clothes I'd brought.

Whether we are awake or asleep, we may live together

For this week's spread in the paper we shot Becky and Shenyue in the beautiful afternoon light and on cold winding staircases around college. I wanted them to mess around, pulling faces and balancing precariously on the river in a punt. Jess and I pooled our clothes together for it, matching tartan prints and sheer dresses together. It was a lot of fun, despite the fact that I'd had very little sleep the night before and was not feeling in the best state, with my hands shivering over the camera shutter and wind blowing through my dress.