It is bright and it is beautiful, and everything is sparkling and new in the light.
It is bright and it is beautiful, and everything is sparkling and new in the light.
More from Pocket Park. This time shadows and leaning trees.
So this morning there was something watercolour about the leaves.
A tiny droplet of brightness in amongst autumn.
So you go away for a while and when you return, the sides of the world have crinkled into orange and brown.
Sometimes light is so gentle you have to be very careful not to break it.
