Wednesday, 26 September 2012

Hill above Hénon, late morning

 Mol wanders in circles.  A family: two children, baby in sling, no dog, pile out of their car, look out to the distant sea, then set off into the woods.

Sunday, 23 September 2012

Up the road, evening.

Air like wine, a cliché, but now after the rain the air and light are like a glass of Anjou rosé, not too chilled, sweet, quaffable, easy and indulgent. Drink deep.