In perfect light.
Ideally timed.
Can’t beat that shit with a stick, an old man I knew when young used to say.
He was right.
So that’s that, for 2025 fieldwork.
Turning now toward the far side.
See you there.
You know, gods willing and the creeks don’t rise…
Yet again.
Breathtaking, Frank. I can feel the stinging cold of the water. Like our tap water here in Ireland. 😅
ReplyDeleteThank-you. I'm really fond of the work, even though I couldn't feel my shooting hand by the time I got back to the car.
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