a short story about
c l o u d s
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It was a hot and blue-skied day here
on Friday - hot by our standards
anyway - but the evening brought a
blanket of cloud, so when I headed out
for a late solo walk along the sea
front, I wasn’t sure whether I’d be
taking many photos. But often the sky
can surprise you when you reach the
beach and look out across the Firth of
Forth. And it did on this walk as the
low cloud broke up over the water
into these wispy, delicate patterns,
with the last of the sunset fading in
the distance.
,
Fisherrow Harbour
Walking onto the beach, with its
layers of shells from the mussel
beds that extend out into the
 
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I love photographing solo figures,
tiny against the vastness of
nature, and low tide always offers
 
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,
,
,
These still moments.
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,
Can you see the swimmers? Not
swimming now at low tide, but
wading out into the shallows.
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,
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The sky was changing as I walked,
the patterns of the clouds shifting
subtly in the light.
,
,
,
,
,
,
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My favourite photo from this walk.
As I stood here, gazing at the sky,
listening to the birds out on the
 
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Listen - this is the same gull!
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And now, all quiet except for the
breeze and the distant sound of
the birds.
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Friday 31 July 2020
CREATED BY

vegan / yoga / exploring ♡ Harris + Bracken interiors journalist 📍Scotland

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