Tags: an incomplete list of things I love in this photo, how the patchwork of lichen on the rock, is echoed in the patchwork of the heath, how the meanders of the road, are echoed in the meanders of the stream, and how the grinding over by the vanished glacier, is echoed in the passing clouds, i don't actually love, how the OP cropped out the photographer's watermark, but she did give him a credit and link, so maybe that's okay, and even if it's not, it's not the fault of the heath, or the stream, or the clouds, they continue as they always have, unconcerned, i'd like to visit glencoe one day, but i don't know if it will ever happen. Posted in Tumblr by jbc | Permalink | No Comments »
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