Life in Newburgh on Ythan

By Talpa

White clouds flying

"I must down to the seas again, for the call of the running tide
Is a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied;
And all I ask is a windy day with the white clouds flying,
And the flung spray and the blown spume, and the sea-gulls crying."

From John Masefield's poem Sea Fever written in 1902.

Clouds usually best seen large and on a black background.

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