Continuing to spread some light and pleasure to those confined by the current crisis. See post 1, here, for an explanation.
This is the 11th post.
Out earlier than usual this morning to greet the freshness of an evaporating overnight frost. The picture shows a stretch of path that leads from an old railway bridge called Horton Bridge. And the view to the right of the path, into those young trees bearing this spring’s greenery, is toward the tunnel that used to take trains under the road. Again, we met few other walkers, but a family of cyclists was resting at one of the wider junctions as we made our way back home. Easy to observe that all-important social distancing there.
Quiet lie the trees
under skies of English blue
peace dwells in those boughs
I hope you’ve enjoyed this post. It’ll help others enjoy this bit of nature if you could spread the word with the ‘share’ buttons below. Let’s all do what we can for each other during this testing and trying time, please. Thank you.
I also thought I might post links over the coming weeks to some of my previous photo essays, in the hope of giving some vicarious pleasure to those who can’t get out at present.