Shadow shapes

 

A path painted yellow by the evening sunlight. Too inviting to not follow and see where it brings me.

  

  

Stepping over stripes painted by shadows.

Hawthorn scents and dapples of light. 

 Light and dark

 For once I am really tall, :) 

Lets go for a walk down the bog road

the bog road...

 walking amid tree shadows...

 past a deserted house...

and some wild flowers...

In his mind, his fields become presences;

The feel of their colours, the brace of their walls

Have greened his mind and tempered his heart.

For the Farmer ~ by John O'Donohue