As the flood waters subside the fields become dark and sullen with thickening mud and the disturbed air rank with the dank smell of rotting vegetation. The illusory magic of the changing colours, textures and reflections of the temporary watery landscape is rapidly disappearing. This image captures one of my favourite moments during the flood when the scruffy remnants of an old hedgerow were transformed, acquiring an almost ethereal beauty. I was lucky to be in the fortunate position of experiencing the extraordinarily high waters as something novel and beautiful – for many others it was, and is still, not so.
(All images are copyright to Noeline Smith)
EXIF data: ISO 640, 625s, f20 at 24mm, RAW file converted with Capture NX2