Up the road or down, sometimes further afield, often not for long, we're out most days.
Sunday, 25 March 2012
Up the road, afternoon.
The primroses seem too wan and delicate, washed out by the bright, hot day. Suns and moons of dandelion flowers and seed heads shine robustly from the vivid green fields.
1 comment:
sounds like summer let alone spring! Lovely!
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