Driving back across a moor on the Isle of Harris with the full moon shining brightly, I happened to notice this little patch of still water on the other side of the road from this old crofthouse. I knew what I wanted to do, but I wasn't sure that the boggy ground would let me get to the right spot to get the moon reflecting in the water. Ten minutes later, with soaking feet and boots I had to settle for this angle. Nothing wrong with that though! Thankfully I didn't have too much further to drive, and my spare pair of boots, although quite old, were fine for the following day.
Driving back across a moor on the Isle of Harris with the full moon shining brightly, I happened to notice this little patch of still water on the other side of the road from this old crofthouse. I knew what I wanted to do, but I wasn't sure that the boggy ground would let me get to the right spot to get the moon reflecting in the water. Ten minutes later, with soaking feet and boots I had to settle for this angle. Nothing wrong with that though! Thankfully I didn't have too much further to drive, and my spare pair of boots, although quite old, were fine for the following day.