Waiting...

Cold....

No Information...

Time Passes...

So cold...

Waiting for the last train home.

I look around.

Geometric Patterns.

Repetition.

I look up.

Light separated by strict, bold lines.

A warm orange glow kept out.

Skerries Mill -Dublin

After a tiring walk to the top of Maul Famau,
I was greeted with a little suprise..
...a natural heart on an old stoney wall.

A little treasure.