Up the road or down, sometimes further afield, often not for long, we're out most days.
Wednesday, 30 July 2008
Down the road, evening (making up for lost time)
In the field under the overhanging buddleia, a red admiral rests, bobbing lightly, on a barley head. A woodpigeon clatters out of the chestnut tree, and the butterfly starts upward.
1 comment:
a lovely summery moment! Glad Mol's well enough to be out and about again...
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