Molten clouds forged in the fiery furnace of a new day. They coalesce and cool, steely grey shards cutting powder blue sky. Colours emerge from the greyness of the night. Heat from the forge warms and wakes the land. Nature stretches and stirs…
Posted by: The Malt House | March 7, 2012
Furnace
Posted in Autumn/winter | Tags: Clouds, England, Landscape, nature, photography, prose, shropshire, Sunrise
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