Wellington boots were the order of the day on this particular afternoon. This small wooden bridge crosses a small beck (local name for a small stream), which feeds into a wider beck to the right.
—Stephen—
Many are able to avail themselves of grand scenic vistas and spectacular geological features like waterfalls, but where I live we don’t have much like that – and if we do, it’s usually done to death so to speak. For me, the intimate details in small streams can be quite charming and, in a photographic sense, as demanding as the ‘big stuff’.
This little scene is a point in case, I just loved the way the light was illuminating this small section of beck..
——–Stephen———-