The day is clear and sunny and the air has a bite in it. It is Ireland at her best in winter… the sharp air makes everything brighter and more defined, shadows are stronger and highlights are brighter.
I went for a walk with my camera… I am surrounded by brown at the moment, brown, and blue where the waterlogged fields reflect the sky. : Of course I should really get out at sunrise, which in winter is not difficult seeing as the sun rises so late. The hard part though is just getting out of the bed on a cold morning and braving the chill outside a nicely insulated house!
Warm sepia tones of the dead grasses
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Texture of dead foliage with the hardness of the barbed wire
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Wood, gnarled and worn by weather
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The ditch is full of life,
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Dark umbers and burnt sienna’s in a boggy ditch. Life moves slow in this ditch
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Now this, would make an incredible tapestry
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yellow shells shine out like flowers in a field, small and unshowy but when you look closer there is so much colour
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The water reflects the sky and the sand and brings all the colours together
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I sit on a rock for a few minutes, eyes closed, listening to the world around me. The water is gently lapping the shore, the birds wheel and cry as they skim the rocks, in the distance out to sea the waves crash against the rocky promontory. Nice place to be, caught in the centre of movement that becomes stillness. I find the place where time stops and open my eyes to the sparkling sea.
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