Thursday, 28 April 2011

The old railtrack, afternoon

Molly starts up a grey wagtail, which flutters ahead of us like a piece of whistling paper caught on the breeze.

A patch of tiny deep violet pansies gone wild.

2 comments:

Susannah said...

Beautiful! I followed a link here and am so glad that I did. I will be back to visit again. :-)

marlyat2 said...

Nice! Like that whistling paper.