And because they came atop the sea
with furrowed brows and wordless rush,
we slip to occupation.
Not by intent to dwell, or dream the day,
we miss high alert at ghosting bay.
Chaos ensues, laylines lay broken,
the end of beginning begun.
And now the architects of time, and tide,
are arching their backs in a study of silence,
for an hour we may borrow their pen.
Draw, they said, make reverie.
Location: Torness, East Lothian, Scotland
© Donald Cameron 2009
My 3rd and final image from Torness, and probably my personal favourite. Thanks again to Glenn for alerting me to this place, it almost seems as if it was constructed purely for b&w photographers, and turned out to be one of the most interesting locations I’ve visited.