In the midst of a patch of suburbia there is a lone hill, nestled, stubborn. It will not be felled. Fragile limestone paths leading up to a view of all the land around it. A golden sunset spreading across the sky uninhibited by the mass of building or land. Away from the road a deep slope. But elegant and fine trees show the way down to a sanctuary of heady green life. There is something so beautiful about land left to itself to sprout and grow and build a home.
There are patches of beauty everywhere. We just have to find them.
Model: Annie Nguyen.
Photos taken at Clontarf Hill.