For me there is only one image that can fit here. On 15th May this year I was in Assynt in the north-west of Scotland. I was taken out in a RIB (Rigid Inflatable Boat) onto The Minch, the stretch of water that separates the mainland from the Western Isles. There, at her own request, I scattered the ashes of my wife who had died on 31st December 2014.
24 hours later I stood on the headland at Stoer Lighthouse and looked out to sea to the spot where I had scattered the ashes. This my image of that view and is my memorial to Sheila, my partner of 31 years.
I've named this image 'Her Final Destination'