It is with some trepidation that we approach the dark, cold autumnal days that always, without fail, dictates its’s time to get the Bosch Zamo out and set off to survey a redundant farm building or three nestling into the hillside as if they were planted.
Every year I expect it to be different but we still find ourselves outside on these bright, cold days frantically trying to record everything before the light goes. Only then do we realise that this is the best time of year, between half term and the Christmas panic.
The light is perfect, there’s little traffic noise and it is still, apart from the rustle of wading through leaves. More opportunities for freehand sketches and really looking carefully at details to understand exactly how buildings are put together. It is the best job in the world on days like these.