The brief I was given was to compile some of my photography work based on the theme of ‘daydreams’. It’s hard to define what this word means, especially considering daydreams are different for everyone. But then it occurred to me that this was the point I should try to get across – that daydreams vary widely. Everyone thinks about different things, and each individual is concerned over a variety of factors in their lives, which manifest themselves as daydreams. Sometimes they even appear as the opposite: nightmares. Therefore the photographs I have drawn together represent a myriad of moments in the last six months of my life, from College in Cambridge, to home in Cumbria.

Stourbridge Common, November 2016.

The frost was crisp and untouched when I took this photo. I was out coaching a novice squad on the water, and couldn’t resist. The sun rising made the frost sparkle, and the golden light was somewhat magical!

Howgill Fells, Winter Solstice 2016.

This is one of my favourite photographs, taken in the fields just behind my farm. The sun was setting on the shortest day of the calendar year, and the silhouette of the trees made the scene infinitely calm and peaceful.

Sprinkling Tarn, Lake District. January 4th, 2017.

I began the year by climbing several fells in the Lake District, near my home. I was the only one up on the top of Scafell Pike this day, and captured the idyllic serenity of the tarn on the way down.

Royal Marine BMus Jane Day. Troop 1/16, Passing Out Parade, Lympstone Commando Base, December 1st 2016.

This is my younger sister (aged 19), Jane. She dreamt of joining the Royal Marines as a Bandswoman, and this dream came true when she gradated from Commando Marine School in December 2016, after a gruelling 12 weeks of training. She is now based on HMS Nelson in Portsmouth.

Simple hold, February 2017.

I took this photograph on commission for Valentines Day. It demonstrates the bond between a young couple in front of Clare College.

University Botanic Gardens, October 2016.

The morning I went to the Botanic Gardens for the first time, it was cold and raining, and therefore the Gardens were almost empty. This meant that I had a undisturbed hour of capturing the quietude of the Gardens amongst the bustle of the University and city beyond.

Blossoms at Gonville and Caius College, March 2017.

In late March, there was a weekend of outstanding weather – the first truly warm spell of the year. The city was sunny and busy, and the blossom tree at Caius was in full bloom.

Incessant mothering, April 2017.

I live on a farm in Cumbria, and so I had plenty of opportunity to photograph the livestock during lambing time. When I took this, I was stood some ten metres away over a wall. The sheep had responded to me sneezing, and was watching me as I took her photo.

Happy Easter, April 2017.

Moments before I clicked my camera, this little lamb was sleeping in the feeding trough. The moment I have captured is seconds after she woke quite abruptly.

Herdwick, April 2017.

My father had just entered the sheep shed to my left, which all the sheep know is an indication that they are about to be fed. This Herdwick sheep (traditional Lake District breed) waits patiently for the silage.

 Castle Hill, May 2017.

I was coming back to College late one evening, and saw a young man stood alone on Castle Hill, speaking to someone on the phone. I couldn’t resist capturing his silhouette, with the perfectly clear sky in the background.

Work in progress, June 2017.

St. John’s chapel tower is undergoing major maintenance and repairs at the moment, and it can be clearly seen from atop Castle Hill. I enjoyed looking out over the city, and seeing how different University buildings dominated the skyline.

Listen to me, April 2017.

I was stood some way across the farmyard, looking into the sheep shed when I zoomed in on this Mother sheep having a quiet moment gazing out at the Cumbrian rain. Her lambs were sleeping at her feet.

 Bridgemas Skies, November 2016.

On Bridgemas, above St. John’s, the skies suddenly turned quite dramatic at sunset, seen here in the colours of the clouds and light.

The Bell Jar, January 2017.

This photo was taken sometime around 6:30am, as I headed down to the river to photograph some crews out training. The College was completely empty save for the occasional porter, and so it was the ideal moment to capture the Great Gate as the ultimate symbol of entry into St. John’s.

St. John’s Playing Fields, October 2016.

As I was walking to Girton for a supervision, the sun was setting out on the Backs, and the falling leaves in the autumnal sunshine made for the perfect image.

Punting, February 2017.

On a cold, grey Sunday morning, there was a single punt out on the river sometime just before 10am. I could hear the guide telling all the stories of the Colleges and bridges, and the tourists were listening intently, and had their own cameras out too.

‘Don’t worry, be happy’

St. John’s College, Third Court, December 2016.

Just as I set myself up to take the image of the Old Library through the Third Court archway, a student walked by. They are slightly blurred, because they are in motion. I stuck with it because I liked how it symbolised the modern student amongst the older architecture