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17/04/2014

textures and reflections




 



 
I am endlessly fascinated and inspired by the shapes driven by the movement of the tides. Reflections of sky and wave washed wood - achingly beautiful, almost haunting.  We walked across the hard ridged sands occasionally sinking to the ankles into small secret gullies of soft silt. The evening sun gave the whole bay a strange magical feel to it and the water was icy icy cold.  We were lingering..... we didn't want our day to end.

Think we need to go back. Soon.


5 comments:

  1. Oh I do enjoy seeing life through your eyes. Amazing photos. The photo of the dog (Gidddy dog?) is superb. I am so liking your new posting strategy! Thanks for sharing your photos etc with us all. I also like the recent changes to your blog!

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  2. Ah, magical indeed Hawthorn, really delightful - I share your enthusiasm for such beauty! Your pics are tops and I love your 'furry friend lone ranger' treading it out there! I wouldn't want the day to end either! Thanks so much for sharing, happy Easter, love, Joy xo

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  3. I'm loving all the great 'out and about' pics you've posted recently ... you have me itching to head off and climb a hill, or better still, visit the coast!

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  4. The coastline and the waterways are ever changing. Your description is perfect, achingly beautiful. almost haunting!

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  5. I love beautiful reflections and the patterns made by the tide on the beach sand. They are magical. But I do wonder what is going through Giddy Dog's head as she sets off with a purpose. XX

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