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On Saturday, the day after I arrived, we went for a walk; a really long

walk that took us through the woods, along a picturesque stream, on

the banks of which grew some lovely Spring flowers in late bloom.

Bracken, the dog, tagged along with Morgan, Theresa, and I, jumping in

the water incessantly to retrieve the ball, which Morgan kept kicking into

the stream. The girls were so spry and full of glee, and only I slowed

our progess, as I paused incessantly to photograph the flowers in

bloom. We walked on in the still of the woods, not stopping until we

came to a tarred road seemingly in the middle of nowhere. Morgan

confessed that they had never come this far before, and, never having

been to Scotland before, I suggested we follow the tarred road,

believing it would lead somewhere. It did, right to the neigboring town of

Clackmannan, two miles away. We took that road into town, and

eschewing Morgan's suggestion that we cut aross the fileds back to

Alloa, we retraced our steps back through the woods until we returned

to Alloa, at which point, concluding the adventure, we scaled the high

wall leading to the back of Morrison's, where we loaded up on biscuits

and chocolate. All in all, a great, if exhausting, time, was had by all.

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I like this. It has an air of mystery, rather than nostalgia. Not a threatening sort of mystery, just a sense of "what is happening" and "what are they saying." If I were presenting the shot I would crop the left side a bit. Thanks for sharing.

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Good Morning Emmanuel, A very nice story, and what better way to see a new place than take a walk around, camera in hand of course. The image brings a conclusion to the story and I like the PP work. Take care.

BR,

Holger

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I have never been to Scotland and both your image and the story give me a sense of being there. The jacket with the neck warmer tells me that the temperatures did not equate with those in the Caribbean. Perhaps it was just a precaution because I hear the weather in those parts can vary quite rapidly.

Nicely done!

 

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These little vignettes you've been presenting us show me that you have really grown comfortable with your camera. They seem completely natural and yet they are so precisely captured that a single droplet of time is plucked from the river, magically intact. It exists now as an arrangement of lights and darks, shapes and tones, that somehow perfectly preserves a brief bit of life and the tangible feeling of a walk in the woods.
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