This was exemplified during a walk along the cliffs at Burwick this morning.
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| Orange - Muckle Skerry |
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| Grey - Duncansby Head (Scotland) |
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| Blue - Hoy hills, with Martello Tower in foreground, left of centre |
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| Silver - waves breaking over rocks |
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| Gold - interesting strata in cliff |
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| Oops, I dropped the palette |
2 comments:
Lovely. I think one of my favorite traits every is the ability to appreciate "the little things." Tho, frequently, I think the little things (like beautiful lighting in nature) are the big things.
From holidaying in these islands over several years, we knew the Summer light was special. But we have been captivated even more by the Winter light. It's as if that universal constant, its speed, is different, flowing like a sweet golden syrup over the landscape, rather than rushing everywhere at 3 x 10 to the whatever metres per second.
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