From Elswyth, my record of landscapes shaped by memory and ritual.
On Gray Hill, above the Severn estuary, the standing stones rise through bracken and wind – anchors of time in a changing light. The endurance of such places shows how touch, weather, and story converge, reminding us that history here is felt more than told.
Four thousand years of hands touching these stones, of feet walking the perimeter of the stone circle, of eyes looking outwards from the top of the hill towards the Severn estuary.
Words and images © Kate Coldrick – part of the Elswyth collection.
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