You know those crisp, beautiful autumn mornings with azure skies and a low-angled sun jabbing fingers of light through the trees into a carpet of mist? It was one of those. I took photos in my local park while walking the dog. Each scene, viewed by eye, was a perfect English autumn composition. The resulting photos? Rubbish! Each image was underexposed, the rays of sunlight looked weak and the sky was a flat pastel.

I’ve just posted a photo of Formby pine woods on flickr. It features heavy post-processing to transform a pretty, autumnal pastoral scene into a brooding, sinister monochrome image. I’m unsure why I chose to make the scene so dark. Most likely, I got carried away with app filters. Apparently, digging back through my flickr history, I’ve been doing this for a while. Here are photos in a similar vein, which I now tenuously claim is a genuine aesthetic choice called ‘northern gothic’.

My partner and I adopted Mia, a rescue dog, in February which means we’ve walked more and explored local parks. When taking Mia for a walk, we spend a lot of time standing still waiting for her to satisfy her curiosity in all kinds of wildlife and plants, to stop sniffing and continue walking. With a warm spring in the UK my neighbourhood park has looked lovely – full of daffodils, bluebells and crocuses – and I’ve fortunately had the time to absorb it.