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Ballymagorry, Strabane, County Tyrone, Northern Ireland
During summer I often spend my days traversing the coasts of Ireland, mainly due to how stunning our beaches and waters look during these warmer seasons. What attracts myself and many others to the sea, lakes or rivers especially for sunsets is the vast open vistas and mainly for the colourful evening reflections which dance off the water’s surface. We get a sort of “two for one deal” from nature on these lucky evenings when both the sky and the surface glows with vibrant tones. However, when in this “beach vibe” mode it can be easy to overlook the simpler beauty inland which is often hidden in plain sight.
Every so often I stop whilst on route and stroll onto these everyday crop fields in hope of a warm lit sunset. On this evening, I stood alone amongst the sounds of many birds and insects flying around and a few muffled cow moo’s in the distance. The sun touched the horizon then released its vibrant rays which flowed outwards and reflected off these ears of barley. Shimmered from yellow to gold then amber to red depending on which way the gentle breeze swayed the crop. It was almost like staring onto the waves of the ocean on how the sunlight danced, shifted and changed due to surface reflection movements
During summer I often spend my days traversing the coasts of Ireland, mainly due to how stunning our beaches and waters look during these warmer seasons. What attracts myself and many others to the sea, lakes or rivers especially for sunsets is the vast open vistas and mainly for the colourful evening reflections which dance off the water’s surface. We get a sort of “two for one deal” from nature on these lucky evenings when both the sky and the surface glows with vibrant tones. However, when in this “beach vibe” mode it can be easy to overlook the simpler beauty inland which is often hidden in plain sight.
Every so often I stop whilst on route and stroll onto these everyday crop fields in hope of a warm lit sunset. On this evening, I stood alone amongst the sounds of many birds and insects flying around and a few muffled cow moo’s in the distance. The sun touched the horizon then released its vibrant rays which flowed outwards and reflected off these ears of barley. Shimmered from yellow to gold then amber to red depending on which way the gentle breeze swayed the crop. It was almost like staring onto the waves of the ocean on how the sunlight danced, shifted and changed due to surface reflection movements
corn wheat maize crops
