I venture down to the Black Cuillin that are shrouded to almost ground level in monotonous white mist. I return via the lone silver birch and its leaves are limp and lifeless in the gloom, so I pass on by. I decide to stop at Loch Cill Chriosd and its environs to capture some details of nature.
I am initially drawn by the small coppice of silver birch trees and half-heartedly play with multiple exposures. I think you can almost feel my forlorn mood in the images – mediocre at best.

Metaphor 31 – Alison Price, October 2021

Metaphor 32 – Alison Price, October 2021

Metaphor 33 – Alison Price, October 2021
I return to the reeds and the water is very still but there are some interesting reflections which provide me with a few images that look like charcoal drawings.

Metaphor 34 – Alison Price, October 2021

Metaphor 35 – Alison Price, October 2021

Metaphor 36 – Alison Price, October 2021

Metaphor 37 – Alison Price, October 2021
Here’s hoping for inspiration or a glimmer of sunshine tomorrow . . .
