Hooves Of Morning

2025

The light of dawn transforms the marshes of East Anglia into a glistening wonderland, the dew illuminated like tiny sparkles, as the mist rises to herald the start of another day.

I know this spot well, after shooting here for the Wild Horse book, but have never managed to capture the magic of the morning, until this magical May morning.

I got down low, bided my time, and out of the hush of morning mist, a beautiful horse bound towards me, hoofbeats softened by dew, and mane caught in the quiet wind of morning.