Will You? (Part II)

Three hundred and sixty-odd days of 2008, day 240

This is the spot (within a few feet), where I asked my fianceé to marry me, on the shale beach at Luss, on the shore of Loch Lomond.

Someone had stuck these two chairs at the water's edge for reasons unknown. Nevertheless, I liked the looking-to-the-great-beyond feel that they lent to the image.

Shot handheld at 1/2 second to blur the water (oh to have taken the tripod with me). I'm amazed it's as sharp as it is, though.

Edited to remove an unfortunately blurred duck.