Wednesday, 16 March 2011

The old railtrack, Gare de Moncontour, afternoon

The day is a homogeneous foggy monochrome, except for the electric green flicker of emerging hawthorn leaves above the path.

Molly comes back to the car smelling of crushed celandines.

1 comment:

Clare Grant said...

I'm going to try saying homogenous foggy monochrome three times quickly after I've had a drink...