Live in each season as it passes; breathe the air, drink the drink, taste the fruit, and resign yourself to the influence of the earth.
- Henry David Thoreau, Walden, or Life in the Woods
Hampstead Heath, located in the vicinity of inner London, has a very special place in my heart. It is wild, beautiful, inexhaustible - each time I think about the Heath I am reminded of the long walks in solitude in between school and the magic hour - let it be in the scorching heat or dewy hours in the morning, stepping into crunchy leaves, or gliding on the icy pavements - watching the silhouettes of trees in rumination, swimming in the chilling water of the ponds, patting friendly dogs, picnicking and lounging around with friends, listening to the whispers of the wind, humming of the old man nearby, or just silence. Andy Sewell has captured its beauty in his most atmospheric photo series above.