Up the road or down, sometimes further afield, often not for long, we're out most days.
Saturday 26 December 2009
Up the road, afternoon.
The distant hills are sharply defined, a dark, bruised blue. Jays, raucous as scrapping cats, call from the firs, and a tiny olive warbler emerges momentarily in the willow hedge.
3 comments:
lovely descriptions. I also love your sidebar shadow portrait....
So many great images - bruised blue hills, cat-scrappy jays. It is always a pleasure to visit here, Lucy.
:)
Thanks friends, nice to see you. Will try to get back more often.
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