It's Grim Up North

By lynnfot

Egret

I had an hour to spare and there are some marsh grasses that I want to photograph in soft afternoon light, standing in the tide. Instead I got a bird in dreary light, standing in the mud. Forgot that the tide would leave this part of the river sooner than my tide tables suggested.

However, my old school mate won the RIBA House of The Year award. 

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