Day 25

They keep calling me …

I heard songs. voices calling over the wind and the moor. it came from the ancient hill. I searched for hours, but found only emptiness and a sense of ancient dread that chilled my soul.
I heard songs. voices calling over the wind and the moor. it came from the ancient hill. I searched for hours, but found only emptiness and a sense of ancient dread that chilled my soul.

 

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I am so looking forward to the weekend.

It’s difficult sourcing images (not impossible) when your shoot times are too and from work. As the days lengthen, opportunities will become greater, but now I have to admit I’m struggling, hence the abrasive use of post production filters. I am not opposed surreptitious use of filters, but I’m old school. I’ve come from a film background, which is the greatest of disciplines. Get it right in camera. Or better yet shoot it how you want it in camera. The original of this images is ok, but not whoohoo! Hence the use of filters. Don’t think any worse of me, lol.City Blue