Monday, 13 January 2014

Up the road, afternoon (Saturday)

Sunshine, people emerge like squirrels.  Blue sky in the standing water of the empty maize field, the silvered winter stalks inscribe it like a lost alphabet.  The inland hills sharp.

Friday, 10 January 2014

Trédaniel plan d'eau, afternoon

Returning jump leads to the garage opposite, engine running, Mol requests a (very) quick walk.  A bright shimmer on the face of the water: an afterthought of the Christmas gales.