“Released by spring showers, a resinous Scots Pine suffuses the breeze along with limestone and leaves. And beyond the moss, the dry-stone walls and the hedgerows, a highway to a craggier landscape beckons, glowering and mysterious.”

“Further East to Uzbekistan we ventured, our tyre tracks tracing chariot trails of Tamburlaine and ancient threads of the Silk Road. In the desert dusk, the hot, musky air became drenched with pink pepper and exotic spices that made one’s senses swoon.” 

“Without warning, the landscape opens up and there you are: beneath a Big Country Sky teeming with cumulus and eye-widening mesa. The raspberry blush of sunset, an amber horizon and sandstone shimmering in the saffron air. The United States of Drama.”