A little further uphill
I thought the good light was over. It was just a bit further up.
This is the rise above the crooked fence. The last strip of sunlight lasted for about the time it took to lose a glove and find it again.
A small record of walks
Pictures & field notes
2024—2026
I thought the good light was over. It was just a bit further up.
This is the rise above the crooked fence. The last strip of sunlight lasted for about the time it took to lose a glove and find it again.