The atmosphere up on the cliffs this morning was completely different
from yesterday with more sound, more light and more birdsong. The Sun
seemed slightly redder than usual: there was a haze along the horizon,
but whether this was Portuguese smoke or Saharan sand I don't know.
Waves had been whipped up and were rolling along the rocks giving an
undulating rumble, making some of the finest background music you will
find anywhere. Behind me in the Gorse
the chatter of birds was as constant as the waves, with Robin and Wren
trying to out-shout each other, then suddenly a Firecrest popped up.
This tiny little bird, our smallest and about the weight of a 20p coin,
makes the Wren look positively chunky and disappeared just as quickly as
it arrived.
The Isle of Purbeck is a peninsula on the southern tip of the the county of Dorset in England. The photographs I take, hopefully, help to express how I feel about this magical place and show you things which you may see if you come to visit. I am a full time, professional photographer and have a gallery in Swanage. Please feel free to click on the picture to see it larger or to look at my other photographs. www.purbeckfootprints.co.uk
Tuesday 17 October 2017
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Quiet but never silent.
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