finding words along the cliffs of moher
My world kind of slows down when I gaze at this image for a while. In a very, very good way. How to explain what it's like, to be an ocean away, at the edge of these startling sheer cliffs, watching day turn slowly to night and waiting for the wind to tell me all the words I ever wanted to hear? It's all indescribable, really.
Take the beauty of a bird in flight, with the sun glancing off its wings. Add in the chorus to a song that always makes you smile. Sprinkle with the anticipation of a first kiss. And that's the start of what places like this mean to me.
Image made with a Nikon F100, while standing along the Cliffs of Moher.