tilling it like it is
"And one knows it sometimes when one stands by oneself in a wood at sunset and the mysterious deep gold stillness slanting through and under the branches seems to be saying slowly again and again something one cannot quite hear, however much one tries."

July 13Fields of Gold. Ringwould, Kent.


July 13
Fields of Gold. Ringwould, Kent.

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