Thursday, December 29, 2011

The Shortest Day

It is an annual tradition in my camera club to do a sunrise photoshoot as close as possible to the shortest day of the year.  In our case it was Sun 18th (one week before Christmas).  The venue was Loughshinny, a tiny fishing village north of Dublin and not far from where I live.

I met up with the guys at 7.15am on that dark, cold Sunday and equipped with my camera bag goodies and thermals we headed for the coast.

Apart from a few clouds the sky was perfect with the dark blues turning to purple and eventually to orange until it was daylight.  We were only there for a couple of hours but it was a sight to behold.

Little did I know my father would leave this earth three days later on the official shortest day of the year.  These images are dedicated to you Dad.

4 comments:

  1. Beautiful, Jane. Hope you're doing ok xxx

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  2. beautiful images and words.. such a touching post sweetie x

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  3. Beautiful photographs that he would be proud of... xxxx

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