Mynydd Llangyndeyrn, 4 to 4.30pm
last of the sun, bone cold, a few flakes of snow falling
making a few small experiments in framing
Mynydd Llangyndeyrn, 4 to 4.30pm
last of the sun, bone cold, a few flakes of snow falling
making a few small experiments in framing
It is possible too, in the middle of all manner of things, to look outward or upward, for no particular reason, and to notice that the sky is momentarily on fire – and to be immersed in beauty, and for the heart to be much lighter.