End of Year (2)

26Dec10

On another afternoon we walked across the fields at the front of the house. A freezing mist had hung close to the village all day. We chased the last rays of the day through the gate and across the fields. The dying sun apricot on the snow casting turquoise shadows. Gorse bushes were heavy with […]

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