Guarding the Beacon
I walked up to photograph the Beacon and found a cow there first. It watched me carefully, judging if I was worthy of visiting the Baltimore Beacon. Or maybe it was just resting in the hazy sun of a warm afternoon in West Cork.
Sep 8, 20261 min read
walked up to photograph the Beacon and found a cow there first. It watched me carefully, judging if I was worthy of visiting the Baltimore Beacon. Or maybe it was just resting in the hazy sun of a warm afternoon in West Cork.
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