Ghostly hues of whites and greys linger over the meadow which once bloomed in bold pink. How things change. Instead of neat little flowers hang fluffy fronds of seeds, wispy little wonders. The lightest breeze sets free tiny clumps at a time, sending them up into the sky; swirling and drifting in blatant disregard for gravity.
Something beautiful about the meadow in this moment. Sophie
The pictures and your words are stunning!! What a beautiful meadow. I love to walk through places like this, really clears my head! www.sopherina.co.uk
You always write so beautifully about the natural world Sophie and this is just another lovely example. I love the ghostly hues in these shots, and the softness to them is lovely. - Tasha
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The pictures and your words are stunning!! What a beautiful meadow. I love to walk through places like this, really clears my head!
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Rosebay and hairy willow herb are in that state at the moment all along the cycling path and in the park
ReplyDeleteYou always write so beautifully about the natural world Sophie and this is just another lovely example. I love the ghostly hues in these shots, and the softness to them is lovely. - Tasha
ReplyDeleteI love to hear your comments xx