Surrounded by intense heather as the sun drops towards the horizon, and I'm looking for a purple picture to describe the mood. Sadly it's like bluebells in a bluebell wood, and my juices aren't flowing, .....it's worse my legs are lacerated by the scrubby stalks....
I find my colour burst in close focus with some lush grassy cover in the flood plain. Hard to believe but this picture is completely straight from the camera, no optimisation, no hitting the saturation.
A very pleasing image for me, very evocative of my determination to find the pathway to something....little red pokers of fire!
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