This view shows the little cove were some 150 years ago, the locally mined copper ore was shipped out. The white fencing on the top of the cliffs encircles the still open mine shafts.
Oh to be there and drink in the spume and spray, and sit awhile and contemplate one’s lot. I almost feel like taking up smoking again and rolling up in a navel considering way.
Sometimes I sits and thinks, and sometimes, I just sits.
14 comments in “The stormy March has come at last, wind, cloud, and changing skies”
February 11th, 2010 at 8:43 pm
This view shows the little cove were some 150 years ago, the locally mined copper ore was shipped out. The white fencing on the top of the cliffs encircles the still open mine shafts.
February 11th, 2010 at 10:33 pm
la mer s’abandonne, elle et ses couleurs au soleil
February 11th, 2010 at 10:52 pm
another majestic shot. you rock at these.
February 12th, 2010 at 12:51 am
Yes, the composition and exposure are spot-on.
February 12th, 2010 at 6:34 am
This soft light is wonderful, beautiful effect caused by water vapor, great landscape
February 12th, 2010 at 7:19 am
George, I love this shot and the story behind it. I can hear the waves now. Been missing your photos. I’ll try to check in more often.
February 12th, 2010 at 7:52 am
It looks like a bit of heaven to me, George!
February 12th, 2010 at 9:46 am
Fantastic shot George i like.
February 12th, 2010 at 10:09 am
What a fantastic photograph.
Superb light and shadows. Too good.
February 12th, 2010 at 6:30 pm
I love the light in this photo, but more, I love the depth! Another great photo George!
February 13th, 2010 at 10:17 am
wow ! Depht, light, as usually ! This landscape is gorgeous !
February 13th, 2010 at 10:20 am
Magnificent view.
February 17th, 2010 at 9:43 pm
All my admiration to you here becaouse the exposure of this shot. Is really excellent.
Congratulations.
April 27th, 2010 at 1:52 pm
Oh to be there and drink in the spume and spray, and sit awhile and contemplate one’s lot. I almost feel like taking up smoking again and rolling up in a navel considering way.
Sometimes I sits and thinks, and sometimes, I just sits.
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