Looking out of the window this morning, most sane people would have returned to bed! You could say that the poems of Thomas Hood (November) and John Keats (Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness), entwined themselves in order to provide a photographic challenge! Guillemots had returned briefly to the cliff ledges, their guttural calls eerily penetrating the fog!
All images taken handheld with Sony RX10 Mk4.
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