Saturday 6am
6am. The sunlight squeezed between the earth and a thick blanket of cloud just catches the treetops. The whole world is green. There is a wind too, warm and heavy with the promise of showers. Summer showers of big raindrops that briefly drench everything before turning to mist and silently return upwards and move on.
It must be 20 degrees already.
In Scotland it is 2 degrees and snowing. The world there is white.
Just lately, in the books I have read and the movies I have seen a message keeps coming across - it is all in the details but you must take a wider view of them.
There are patterns are forming.
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1 comment:
ah! that wider view again! It seems that we are constantly called upon to open our view-finders a few degrees wider.
the photo looks as though you could've taken out my front door!
Happy New Year!
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