Having been utterly lacking with regard to motivation to write anything recently I thought I might make the effort to tell a very brief story of a regression to the summers of my childhood. Not that I ever grew up or anything it’s just that those warm summer days with their soundtrack of skylarks high above the fields of ripening wheat and the hum of bees around the wild flowers feel as if they have been …
Tag: Roseland Peninsula
A brief interlude of summer
I’ll finish the five photos thing later this week, for the minute however a brief interlude of summer.. it’s been something of a scarcity recently so perhaps deserves a mention..