
Spring eternal comes
New life grows through all the land
Time to think ahead

Spring eternal comes
New life grows through all the land
Time to think ahead

Her tortured breathing
Slowed to a gentle whisper
Till she breathed her last
As life finally left her
He knew: Love would linger on

Man-made steel and net
Spider’s Web hangs in between
Which one is strongest?

He lies awake
Missing her snoring
That once kept him awake

Nikon D60 30 sec’s f5.6
Many photos of Porthcawl Lighthouse have been taken. But I like this because of the mood that it conveys.
The haze in the foreground is the restlessness of the sea as the tide washes to and fro up to the pier, bathed in moonlight bouncing off the water droplets.
You cannot see it very well at this size, but the light in the middle of Ogmore Beach, in the distance, is a camp fire on the beach.