Behind Curracloe Beach
The strolling clouds threw their long shadows
And changed the landscape before
Until the rain drizzled down
And the sun appeared no more
But with a fair wind blowing
Nature cast her magic spell
To give a glimpse of the Leprechaun's gold
As each shining moment fell.
XPAT - Polska
Again, it was hard to choose as there are so many moods to this scene. Maybe another one later?
Nikon 16-85mm VR lens.
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