tree skeletons, touching toes
mistletoe blobs like inkblots from a leaking pen
sunrise projected on a housing estate, red brick ablaze
frozen water; bare branches dragged through the reflection, muddied and blurred
a heron, wafting over green in search of blue
fields of pigs
a gradient of blues
the white bottoms of 3 fallow deer
leaning branches that tell stories of the wind
faces, illuminated - Lorca diCorcia
egrets dotted along a dyke
a giant jenga of curbstones piled high in a yard with brick sculptures and paving slabs
train disco: windows reflecting silver shapes across the station walls, city, scrub, field
flame orange branches
log piles in circles. big, smaller, smallest
a tapestry of brambles & grasses, woven into one by the movement of the train, a blur of brown and beige
the cover of a trolley bank bursting with sun
the sea! a thick band of deep indigo with mountains of clouds above
pine trees pin straight
a flotilla of tiny white boats
deep furrows of thick chocolate mud
distant sheep and their shadows
tree skeletons, mid-stride
a Dutch palette of blue and orange
tree skeletons, a huddled copse
fields drenched in butter yellow
the train disco is now a shadow dance
a sky blue boat suspended in a forest
shadow branches on render
a man re-hanging a garden gate
rooftops and chimneys, red stone. rows of cottages with their faces turned towards the sea
an hour before sunset and the whole scene is a painting. romantic brushstrokes of light and smoke
pink clouds in puddles
the landscape a lilac stripe
dithering light - one last disco of orange flitting between tree trunks
low sun on the horizon and now I’m the painted one. honey gold and freckled with shadows of dirty window
tree skeletons, silhouetted
I your photos and I love your writing. ♥️