This photograph which was taken by my late father a few decades ago has been puzzling me for ages. I suspected that it was a part of the Copper Coast here in Co. Waterford but was cocky enough to think that I knew the whole coastline backways.
Yesterday evening, I went out to Annestown Beach which is a lovely place to capture the sunset and while I was waiting I climbed up the cliff to see if I could get an even better vantage point than ever.
The vista that opened out before me seemed very familiar. Yes, I had been up there before but there was an even greater familiarity than that.
The rocks in the distance tell the whole story and I got a real sense of having found part of what I’ve long been looking for when I compared the two photos today.
The actual sunset image that I liked best out of the many I took was this one ~ just after the sun had gone for yet another day. It’s the peacefulness of the after-glow and the last lingering look.
As I write this post tonight, I can’t but think of all the other photographs of Father’s which are hauntingly familiar but haven’t revealed their identities yet. It’s a lovely feeling to know that there are still lots of unsolved mysteries and places that he and I will share in time to come.