Nikon D7000, 35mm f1.8 G DX, (1/250 sec, f8, ISO 400) Processed in Instagram.
It was Sunday morning. As usual I was in a hurry to get myself ready and get out of the door, into the car and on my way to church to make it in time for the 9.00am service. To make matters worse when I did get to the car it was coated in ice! I quickly dashed back inside and filled a large jug with warm water to defrost the windows. I was really running late now (or so I thought). I drove reasonably quickly whilst taking care to be on the lookout for patches of ice on the road. The sun was just coming over the low hills on the Eastern horizon, it was spectacular. I had the camera in my bag and I started to think about how I would find the time to take a photo.
Much to my surprise I arrived in Timoleague in good time, I was early. At the entrance to the village I pulled over and got out with my camera to try to get a picture of the Abbey ruins with the sun rising behind it, but there was a problem – I only had a 35mm lens, which meant that the Abbey was too far away and there would have been too much junk in the foreground of the picture – I really needed 150mm or more to get the right shot. A voice in my head said ‘drive on, keep going’. I got back in the car and drove to just beside the Abbey, facing the estuary, the tide was high. I got out of the car and walked over to the water’s edge. As I was lifting the camera to my eye I heard a flapping noise to my left; my presence had alerted a duck and he was now flying low across the water. He came into the viewfinder and I waited until he was in just the right spot and then I pressed the shutter release. I had my photo, but much more importantly I was now relaxed and ready for worship, my stress had gone. Somehow in that moment by the water’s edge I connected with God, with His Creation as a means, a platform for holy enchantment.