Robes of glory

“When summer gathers up her robes of glory, and like a dream of beauty glides away.” ~ Sarah Helen Whitman

I nearly posted this earlier in the week when I wrote about my love of the sea but decided against it as although the sea is a prominent feature I am not actually in it unlike in the image I did post but this one definitely deserves to be seen.

It is a rare shot taken by Michael as there was absolutely nowhere for me to put my tripod that was safe. Also those rocks which I look fairly comfortable laying on were actually like razor blades. I had to wear my flip flops to get to the spot, they are tucked out of the shot beside me and even though I was laying on my dress I could feel it cutting into my skin. I have never felt rocks quite so vicious before so this was a one shot only affair and luckily that one shot came out pretty damn good.

I also thought this one would suit as well it feels a bit like summer is waning. it definitely getting darker earlier and the temperature is dropping especially at night and so before it is time to throw on more clothes and start raking leaves I thought one last summer hurrah seemed like a good idea.