Looks like the place Robert Baratheon and Ned Stark rested on the King’s Road
morning wood
I played too much Wow as a kid. I see the river seperating Elwyn Forest from Duskwood.
Misty taste of sunshine, Teardrop in my eye
I took some morning glory once and saw something similar
Makes me think of the border between Duskwood and Westfall.
Boba I’m a maniac lol
This is giving me elywnn forest bordering duskwood vibes
First glance at the picture, I saw a big butt. Can’t unsee it now …
Very much dark souls
Getting some Valheim vibes from this pic
Far over, the misty mountains cold..
Where is this? I go to Portrush quite a lot.
Begginnnsssss, Shireee.
Probably one of those green hobbits in there
Anyone else click on it because they saw an ass?
But what’s the story?
In the misty morning. On the edge of time.
How pleasant in winter to sit by the hob
Listening to the barks and the howls of a dog
Or in summer to wander the wide valleys through
And to pick the wild flowers in the May morning dew.
Oh summer is coming, oh summer is here
The trees all they are greening the sky is bright and clear
And the birds they are singing their fond note so true
And the flowers they are springing in the May morning dew.
The house I was reared in is but a stone on a stone
And all round the garden the leaves they have grown
And all the kind neighbours that ever I knew
Like the white rose they have vanished in the May morning dew.
God be with the old folks who are now dead and gone
And likewise my brothers young Denis and John
As they tripped through the heather the wild hare to pursue
With their joys they are mingled with the May morning dew.
Looks not real, like a painting 😮
I think this must be the dark hedges in Balleymoney
Yeah, but what’s the story?
Amazing, beautiful, it’s been five years since I went there last time, time always flies quickly, but the scenery is still beautiful
Looks exactly as Tolkien described the road leading away from the shire, “Away eastward the sun was rising red out of the mists that lay thick on the world. Touched with gold and red the autumn trees seemed to be sailing rootless in a shadowy sea.”
Without my glasses on the light parts kinda look like a butt, now i can‘t unsee it
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So beautiful!
So beautiful. Do you have raw file?
Gorgeous shot, congratulations!
Indeed, quite the Wood in the Morning.Hard Contrast, really stands up in this Light.
Nice Picture!
Did you use a phone camera or a camera camera?
This looks so good!
Great composition and the light was perfect. Wonderful shot all round.
Where are the hobbits?
If I ventured in the slipstream
Between the viaducts of your dream
I am happy again to see your works!
Making this guy from Cork in Stockholm miss our island on a Sunday morning.
Need a little time to wake up, wake up.
Beautiful!
Also, sorry to be this one, but in French “Morning glory” means erection when waking up xD
Love this, out of interest how do we get a print?
Bangin’ pic like
Beaut, whereabouts is this?
What’s the story?
Robbie Williams “morning glory” story. 🙂
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jXLQIO3gRM0
Ireland looks like a place out of a fairytale!
Looks like the place Robert Baratheon and Ned Stark rested on the King’s Road
morning wood
I played too much Wow as a kid. I see the river seperating Elwyn Forest from Duskwood.
Misty taste of sunshine, Teardrop in my eye
I took some morning glory once and saw something similar
Makes me think of the border between Duskwood and Westfall.
Boba I’m a maniac lol
This is giving me elywnn forest bordering duskwood vibes
First glance at the picture, I saw a big butt. Can’t unsee it now …
Very much dark souls
Getting some Valheim vibes from this pic
Far over, the misty mountains cold..
Where is this? I go to Portrush quite a lot.
Begginnnsssss, Shireee.
Probably one of those green hobbits in there
Anyone else click on it because they saw an ass?
But what’s the story?
In the misty morning. On the edge of time.
How pleasant in winter to sit by the hob
Listening to the barks and the howls of a dog
Or in summer to wander the wide valleys through
And to pick the wild flowers in the May morning dew.
Oh summer is coming, oh summer is here
The trees all they are greening the sky is bright and clear
And the birds they are singing their fond note so true
And the flowers they are springing in the May morning dew.
The house I was reared in is but a stone on a stone
And all round the garden the leaves they have grown
And all the kind neighbours that ever I knew
Like the white rose they have vanished in the May morning dew.
God be with the old folks who are now dead and gone
And likewise my brothers young Denis and John
As they tripped through the heather the wild hare to pursue
With their joys they are mingled with the May morning dew.
Looks not real, like a painting 😮
I think this must be the dark hedges in Balleymoney
Yeah, but what’s the story?
Amazing, beautiful, it’s been five years since I went there last time, time always flies quickly, but the scenery is still beautiful
Looks exactly as Tolkien described the road leading away from the shire, “Away eastward the sun was rising red out of the mists that lay thick on the world. Touched with gold and red the autumn trees seemed to be sailing rootless in a shadowy sea.”
Without my glasses on the light parts kinda look like a butt, now i can‘t unsee it