A group of fallow deer does bolts through the dunes, startled by an intruder — perhaps a hiker, perhaps a rutting stag. Their bodies stretch into graceful leaps, hooves barely touching the sand. Autumn lingers in the air, felt in the tension and the light. A fleeting moment of instinct and motion, captured in nature’s raw energy
Ik praat niet zo graag over mezelf. Mijn honden en ik zwerven graag buiten rond. En ik leg graag mooie dingen vast die ik zie... Read more…