A field left standing
The grass at the field edge had gone the colour of weak tea.
The centre of the field had been cut. Along the wall there was still a narrow strip of stems, full of small movements I could not quite follow.
A small record of walks
Pictures & field notes
2024—2026
The grass at the field edge had gone the colour of weak tea.
The centre of the field had been cut. Along the wall there was still a narrow strip of stems, full of small movements I could not quite follow.