A short walk this afternoon along part of Artists' Valley, a beautiful oasis of calm which can be found between Aberystwyth and Machynlleth in West Wales. With little happening for me photographically in Aberystwyth, I was surprised to find my muse in the valley, which I only stopped at on the spur of the moment. I set the Fuji to Velvia mode and shot for a couple or hours, pausing only to Wreck This Journal a little more.
Here's a few more:
I don't know what had happened to the sheep but it looked calm in its death mask.
I think part of the reason I take photographs is that I can't write this stuff down and do it justice. My pictures don't do it justice either - one cannot capture reality in all its splendour - but they are a closer approximation than my writing.