The Sound of Seagulls

The sound of seagulls stirs me from my sleep

Their haunting cry a strangely sad lament

That speaks of old emotions strong and deep

Bereft with loss, they mourn with voices rent

With flurried wings they settle; vantage high

Their scrabbling claw-feet scratching sloping slate

I sense their presence, hear their plaintive cry

Strong harmonies like river-song in spate

But lying warm in bed I snuggle down

And pull the covers close with no delay

Beyond the curtains sunrise starts to crown

As night gives birth to amber skies of day

I dream of seagulls soaring high above

Protecting me with mournful songs of love… ❤

Weekly Photo Challenge: Sequences

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A Scottish sunrise in sequence, taken from various points around my mum and dad’s back garden one really cold but beautiful winter’s morning in mid-December 2018 ❤

The great benefit of winter sunrises is that you don’t have to be up at the crack of dawn to capture them – these were all taken over 15 minutes between 9.10 and 9.25am! 🙂

Weekly Photo Challenge: Sequences

Sunrise from the overnight train…

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I very recently travelled overnight from Inverness to London on the Caledonian Sleeper, sitting up all night in the seated coach rather than splashing out on the relative luxury of a bunk-bed in a compact cabin, so I happened to be awake early to see the sun rise over the English countryside.

It’s surprisingly difficult to take a non-blurry image through the double-glazed windows of a moving train rattling down the tracks in the dim early morning light with nothing more than a decidedly mediocre phone camera, all the while avoiding power lines and poles and other such trackside objects obscuring the view.

I’m just happy at having a reasonably straight horizon and not too much glare and flare 🙂