A few evenings back, we went to Oare for the golden hour, the sun honeyed, the breeze warm, and all the soft banks of green and purple grasses rolling away from my camera towards the horizon. The older stems, bleached grey, looked exactly as if someone had rubbed away at the surface of the view,…
A few evenings back, we went to Oare for the golden hour, the sun honeyed, the breeze warm, and all the soft banks of green and purple grasses rolling away from my camera towards the horizon. The older stems, bleached grey, looked exactly as if someone had rubbed away at the surface of the view, or scored at it with a compass point.
[…] time we went to Oare, it was back in May for the golden hour. This time, we got to the nature reserve for the last rays of the late November sunshine. It was […]
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