Pure bliss? Actually, pure boredom at first. Silent and alone on a deerstand, and no deer to see. My thoughts were wandering about. My consciousness was like the box into which the sunbeams entered like a new idea. No, not Plato, not the allegory of the cave, but Goethe: "Am farbigen Abglanz haben wir das Leben" ("it is in a reflected splendour of colour that our life consists").
HansAlbert
It is like looking at a vista from inside the camera's shutter box. Whether the shutter is opening or closing depends on whether the viewer is an optimist or a pessimist.
Your love for your countryside shines in this image Hans. Thanks.