lush green lanes
(a photo essay)
Today’s post is a little different—I’ve put together a photo essay to accompany the story I shared last week about a sunset walk (the words are reproduced at the bottom of this post, in case you missed them). In the lush green lanes on the hill above the town, the golden hour light still shines but the fleeting cow parsley flowers have already disappear…
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