The last light fades in the Upper Austrian “Voralpenland”. Sadly, in more ways than one.

Father and daughter: Another chapter in my series of Paris photographs.

I was getting in logs for the fire when I saw the most beautiful, setting crescent moon early in the evening a few days ago. A photographer’s work is never done and, in any case, I have a thing about the moon.

Craving snow is wishful thinking in this country but frost, that we do exceedingly well. This is how the world greeted me on this December morning. The heavy frost on the trees and in the landscape crafted a sublimely delicate and almost monochrome arrangement.

The world looked beautiful this morning with the fog casting a mantle over the first frost of this autumn.

Meet the Face of Autumn 2012 at Wolf Kettler Photographer.

The photographer’s cat Domino announces that she is ready for her photo session in the beautiful sunlight of a September morning.

Shortly after I sat down at my desk this morning, the sun rose above the brow of Roundway Hill and created beautiful shadow patterns on the wall. The quality of the light reminded me so much of the sunny and icy January days of my childhood.

Two photographs from my Paris season, exploring a location not five minutes’ walk from Notre Dame, which is bizarrely not touristy at all.

For the opening of the Paris Season on my blog: A sudden downpour in an autumnal Paris and a lady seems to hover in the air.