Strange weather. It’s true that the hills were invisible in the fog bank. The sun was watery and pale. A rainstorm came and went. The road was a silver river and the air was fresh and clear. I’ve used a poem from Africa for the ALT. It tells of the same feelings I had in this nearby landscape on Skye. The image was taken by me last week. It is past the end of winter but spring isn’t really here yet. I dream.
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One of my favorite photos -- taken on a visit back to my childhood home a few years ago. This watershed was my "playground" growing up, and I'm so happy to see it preserved for future generations.
Solitary, serene, and shining in the Silent Sunday Sunset
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Candice Night – the ice of early spring and the sun
An airy melody. From the Renaissance. Beautiful. And it plays and sings in the air. I remember how the first snowdrop from this album appeared in winter or early spring. SeaGlass is a large and musical album.
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I like the colours here better.
There's a spring under the rocks, normally hidden by brambles.
The lack of boggy road speaks to how unusually dry it is, (still) even in winter after a week of rain. The water table still hasn't recovered.
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