Thursday, 3 November 2011
Beneath Barden Moor
Falling from Barden Moor towards the Wharfe...
...a diminutive beck swollen by the Autumn rains whose peat stained waters match the leaves...
...through which this heron flew. I waited a while...
...and found him again...
...before following the beck up on to the moors in the soft failing light. Already I think, I am looking forward to spring.
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2 comments:
particularly like theheron photos.. and in particular the abstract of it in flight. Nice :-)
Thanks Mike - What a difficult bird to photograph - Ironic when you consider how adept they are at standing still!
Cheers
Will
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