The two Shepherds ran and leaped and bit and
played
while we talked about writing and parenting
and life, crunching our way through a 12• morning as the snow revealed the
secret inhabitants of the deep Shutesbury woods, til one of the gallivanting
youngsters, racing by at a million miles an hour for the billionth time, for
the very first time took me out by the knees. Course, tomorrow morning will be
when the results come in. Still, all bundled up and forest bound, it was
nothing short of magnificent and silent and pristine.
Your photographs are just all so beautiful but some are so spectacular...
ReplyDeleteThankyou. It always feels like simply being some place, at some time, seeing and capturing a moment in time.
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