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IRELAND
In silence, I observed the beauty
of Eireann with its wonder rugged lands
and flocks of sheep which froze into
my focus for the briefest of moments
before fading away, past my dirty spattered window...so raw, rough and ethereal.
Its nights savoured the punch of salty rain, pungent black nectar and sacrament. Something was brewing in the air.
Excerpt from my book "At Last I am Free."
Current gear: iPhone 11 Pro
Hasselblad 503cw and Leica M6
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listen to the music below.
Woodsman - Dream River

Quiet Interlude

Autumn

WHEN THE WORLD HAS COME TO ITS SENSES

Quiet Interlude
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