Travel photography
A visual record of places, streets, weather, people, patterns and small details that would otherwise disappear by Monday.
The camera is mostly an excuse. What I'm actually practising is noticing: the way light lands on a street I've walked a hundred times, a rainbow that lasted about ninety seconds, deer grazing against a city skyline like it's the most normal thing in the world.
Why I keep doing it
Most of what happens in a week gets overwritten by Thursday. Photographs are the entries that survive. I'm not chasing portfolio shots; I'm training the same muscle I use at work: paying attention to what's actually there instead of what I expected to be there.
Some entries

Ninety seconds of rainbow that chose to end on a cathedral roof. Being there was the whole skill.

Festoon lights doing more for a street than most redesigns would.

A herd going about its evening, a city minding its own business behind it.

Enough green to make the people and the dogs the same size.

Five centuries of houses agreeing to lean on each other.

Morning sun, a café not yet busy, one loud scooter.

Rain arriving across a lake. Worth getting wet for.

A valley high enough to make a wide lens feel narrow.

The quietest car park in the Himalaya.

Overnight snow reorganising a whole town's priorities.
A couple of these only worked from the air:
What it feeds back
Noticing transfers. The habit of looking twice at a scene (what's actually in the frame, what's missing, what everyone else walked past) is the same habit that catches the quiet assumption in a requirements document. This collection is where I keep it in practice.