“Look into my eyes – you’re going to take me for a walk”
A walk through an English Village on a Late Spring Evening…
“I reckon we could have our own show, or at least maybe our own proverb.”
High as a kite
A green patchwork of potential
A thistle, its niche found, watches over as the bell sounds
In or out? No need to decide.
And, as the sun calls it a day, there is some last-minute pollen to be collected
A bee’s work is almost done for the day
The sun-gold yellow of the laburnum glows as the laburnum-yellow of the sun fades into a warm night.
Have a Happy Summer* everyone!
* Other hemispheres/seasons are available.