At the top of the No. 1 Line track this afternoon the cloud came and went — I seemed to be just at the level where the cloud couldn't make up its mind whether to lift or close down. I stayed a long time, brewed lapsang souchong, wrote, sat cross-legged on the wooden seat, listened to the wind and the rushing of the stream and its waterfalls far below, and thought about many things. On the way back down I found myself arrested by light and patterns, so the last quarter of an hour must have taken three times as long as usual as I stopped frequently to photograph. By the time I reached the car, evening had begun to fill the gullies.
[5 July 2013, Panasonic Lumix GH1, 100–300 mm at 300 mm, ISO 200, 1/320 at f8. The faint texture in the background is an overlay.]
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That sounds and looks like an idyllic afternoon and evening.adataUc
And that last bit is word-verification for some reason!
Oh how magical. Only three times as long?
RR, it was wonderful — the sort of tranquility few people are lucky enough to experience.
EC, magical indeed, and it may well have been longer. I lost track of the time, so my estimate could be completely wrong ;^)
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