Sun-kissed

Photoblog originating from Gloucestershire, England.

Published Friday, January 07, 2005 by Marcus | E-mail this post

Oh how we all danced round the hillside, merry and drunk on air and smiley life stuff, until then, "Where be thy sun?" exclamey-questioned a bobbing hill-dancer, all shocky-voiced and hands genturing outwards into the unknown, like a spider with pipe-cleaning wire attached to its legs. Of course, none of this really happened. Me on a hillside, 26 Dec 04 , trying desperately to take the perfect sunset trees photograph.

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