Tuesday, 7 July 2020

missing something

7th July 2020, Buston, 7:30am

Round here, even a grey day has texture and patterns in the clouds. When they’re doubled up by reflection on the sand it’s pretty special 

“Right now, All this is ours 
Acres of sand reflect the sky”

Fossilised tree fern in a piece of coal

I was enjoying the view of the sky and the beach when I saw this runner coming along and I thought it would add something to the composition. I used to love to run like this but my old knee won't let me anymore so I can only enjoy it vicariously.

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