It was a picture perfect scene – the night before!
The full moon, hanging low in a star laden sky, reflected perfectly in the water; the balance of light, colour and detail was spot on.
On this night – it just wasn’t quite there …. moon rise was an hour later, the sky was too dark and the stars were obscured by clouds and the light they reflected from nearby Salisbury.
As I waited I listened to the gurgle of the river in the reeds, the haunting sound of tawny owls calling across the fields and the occasional ‘plop’ as water voles dropped into the river whilst the fleeting shadows of bats raced by.
Maybe not picture perfect – but a perfect night nonetheless!
(All images are copyright to Noeline Smith)