
Sometimes there is a kind of poetry in the arrangement of objects in a landscape, not seen, fully, before the finger presses them into personal history.
The symmetry, the visual song, is seen later, as here with ancient rocks, weathered and waiting; the out at sea lighthouse; and the distant volcanic dome, worn down into a bullet by millennia.
The arrangement is not created, but taken, like a poor child arriving in a sweet-shop and being offered three…
©Stephen Tanham, 2020.
Stunning photo!
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Thank you, Maja! Taken at Kildonan on the island of Arran 😎
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Arran is on my list of places I want to go!
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You must go!
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Such a powerful image, Steve! So much to explore in that photo (as I imagine there was on the physical island as well!). Thank you for sharing it.
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