My hatmaking table is full right now. As I cleaned up the studio after a long day, I felt depleted. What I needed was to go and find some sanctuary.
I let my camera lead the way.
The light was already fading in the low areas of the marsh when I got there.
I could almost hear the sea whispering through the tall grass, Sweet dreams, ’til the morrow, I wish I may I wish I might…
I could see that someone was already tucked in, dreaming of tomorrow’s catch…
Maybe there’s something to be said for looking up.
‘Til next time, thank you for visiting Hats and Horses!