Under grey, foreboding winter skies, grain stocks remain – last inhabitants of this farmer’s field. Missed by the threshing blade, iced with snow and blown by every breeze they remain, still standing, no longer tended to.
Listening to – Martyn Joseph’s Cardiff Bay, Strange Way and The Great American Novel.
Quote to Inspire – “Not everybody trusts paintings; but, people believe photographs.” – Ansel Adams
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