Up the road or down, sometimes further afield, often not for long, we're out most days.
Wednesday, 14 October 2009
Down the road, early morning.
To say the low mist's blue enough to stain you hands with, and every deadhead weed and cow-chewed cabbage stalk a sun-charged burning fuse, is not to be there.
1 comment:
Lovely description, Lucy. I especially enjoy the "sun charged burning fuse" bit.
:)
Post a Comment