The Parchment Of Life

Went with my blipper friend to the Sally Gap in the Wicklow Mountains to take a sunset, something somehow overlooked in her old, busy life.

While she concentrated on the mystical shades of mountains and mists I was drawn more to what I perceived to be a reminder of a tear in the parchment of the sky. It was symbolic to me of the devastation of her near perfect life at this time last year....

There is, though, beauty in decay..... Tonight the decay of a perfect Summer's day.....just saying