The cold at Cappagh Beach the morning I made this photo was the sort that makes you question every life choice that led you to a dark car park before dawn. The sunrise wasn’t that great but shortly before we left, the sun cracked through a gap in the cloud and turned the entire Atlantic into molten gold, and suddenly the cold didn’t matter much.
I love how the backlight picks out a single breaking wave on the rocks mid-frame, giving the whole scene a focal point that isn’t the sun itself. Kerry mornings like this are why alarm clocks exist.
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