Heaven and earth

Every picture has a story.

This was a late night on the beach, letting the dog have a run before bed. As always, I had my tripod hung over my shoulder, my camera in hand and Tess (the dog) ragging at seaweed, splashing through pools and generally getting herself all wet and messy.

The street in the bottom right is Granville Terrace. A place we lived for a few years during my childhood. On dry, windy days, whenever the front door was opened, the hallway would receive a fresh dusting of sand.

And the beach out front was where we played football. On a Sunday afternoon after all the Dad’s came back from the pub, and all the Mum’s had done a dinner, there would be 20 or 30 of us playing, the adults generally resorted to dubious tactics to try and win.

This image, with the stars so clear, is unusual. Normally the combination of light pollution from the town and air pollution from the steel works obscures this kind of detail. You could say this was a lucky shot. You would be right. But then again, aren’t they all? Sometimes you have to get yourself in the right place, at the right time, to be lucky.

If you look real close, the stars move through the 30 second exposure, not much, but enough to be visible when zoomed in.

The image is available to buy as a print, canvas, etc, etc, from my PhotoBox Gallery.

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