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On Saturday, towards early evening, the skies began to clear. The first moment of sun after a month of rain – oh so sweet. Suddenly all was open, and we needed to get out. We drove a few moments from the house and stopped to wander along the lanes.
The light was melting to honey and the air was cool, in a tentative Summer evening way. I walked and wrapped my scarf around my shoulders, looking, breathing. Then, through and into these lonely trees, a moment stopped, the air filled with crackled silence and pine, leaf and camomile..a mysterious lost place to feel close to creatures, they rustled, crept and flew unseen..eerie magic..
When you see the sun, you see the shade..here was both, and ground as dry as dry – only a memory of rain..
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seems so peaceful, very nice
Thanks Phrenzel, it really was!
¡Si supieras la calor que tenemos aquí!, que distinto este paisaje que nos muestras y esas palabras, ¡muy bello!, abrazos
Manoli, gracias – tenemos un poco más de calor aquí ahora también!
There’s something very (creepy) fairytale-like about these. And the light’s so theatrical. Love ’em!
Thanks Richard, yes it was a very odd place, very like stepping into a dream..
Love them.
Thankyou!
wonderful tones 🙂
Thanks! Really loved my look through your blog the other day btw.. 🙂
These photographs are magnificent. 🙂
Thankyou very much!! 🙂
Magical.
Beautiful work……
David.
Thankyou David..