7:00 am on Tuesday 21 Feb. The sun reaches over the trees behind me, lighting the tree tops, painting the sky and water with a hint of pink. The water was glass, as you can see. The perfect reflection of a gull is mirrored as the bird swoops low.
7:00 am on Tuesday 21 Feb. The sun reaches over the trees behind me, lighting the tree tops, painting the sky and water with a hint of pink. The water was glass, as you can see. The perfect reflection of a gull is mirrored as the bird swoops low.