I have come back to this same spot at the same time every year for the last 13 years. When the forecast is cold with no wind I know there will be a mist and the water will be still as glass. Making the same image every year is something I can do as these images are made just for me. Repeating myself is not an issue. It’s a comfort to see the turning of the season. I always go home feeling joyful. That is a form of pilgrimage, I suppose.