Puffin in Sunrise

High above the restless sea, where the cliffs of Elliston break sharply into the horizon, a lone puffin stood quietly at the edge. His feathers ruffled gently in the salt-kissed breeze as the golden blush of morning crept across the sky. The world was waking—but he remained still, transfixed by the shimmering pathway the rising sun carved into the water I rose very early in the morning to observe the puffins early morning behaviour. This particular day, the sunrise was incredible and I capture a silhouette of this lone puffin looking out to the cliffs and sea. It’s such a calming image.