I can’t stay away from Mull.
Most people who have been there can’t.
I spent a few days up there last week and, even though I didn’t do much
photographing, there’s still such a wealth of wildlife that the camera kept
creeping out. Even the backdrops along
the shore, those washes of pastel blues and yellows, are a distinctive sign of
this beautiful place.
This time I was away on a family holiday, but wildlife
photography is best done alone. At best,
it requires acute concentration combined with a sense of inner stillness. When working with nature, you follow its
rhythms and moods, forcing nothing, no clock ticking, no specified time to stop
and go home (except for the setting sun, of course). The sandpiper is a good illustration of this lifestyle;
a largely solitary bird that thrives in this environment. Much as I love solitary days, however, I
couldn’t live like this; not all the time.
We were on the way back to for dinner when I took this. We stopped to watch some seals in the water
and I crawled down to the shore. Then we
went back and shared a hearty feast, all four of us, leaving the sandpiper to
its solitary life.
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