Walking through the trees, a cold morning. A slight inversion holding some mist low across the levels. All in all a perfect Sunday stroll.
Wide views and Glastonbury in the distance.
I’ve sent off a few entries to competitions this week. Working on some others, below is just a fragment, a piece to be extended, It’s also the 1st December, so now Christmas can be officially started. Presents, family, decorations, I love the build up, don’t you? Just an aside, this is my two three four post, good numbers don’t you think.
Trees we walk into the pool of cool air beneath the trees to look through the leaves at the shaded blue of the sky. The limbs stretch out to hold and hide us. Each year the tree grows and the leaves fall in a bright yellow circle on the ground.