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A field of barley, blowing in the wind. More colourful than the December field - and warmer too!
Happy Fence Friday ;o)
Textures by 2 Lil Owls
My Fence Friday set: Elisa Fence Friday
My landscape set Landscape set
A windmill, now a private residence, in Norfolk, with the harvest just about ready to be taken in. Shallow depth of field gives a slightly different view of the subject.
The friendly cow all red and white,
I love with all my heart:
She gives me cream with all her might,
To eat with apple-tart.
She wanders lowing here and there,
And yet she cannot stray,
All in the pleasant open air,
The pleasant light of day;
And blown by all the winds that pass,
And wet with all the showers,
She walks among the meadow grass
And eats the meadow flowers.
By Robert Louis Stevenson
1850-1894
The practice of seeing clearly is what finally moves us toward kindness. Seeing, again and again, the infinite variety of traps we create for seducing the mind into struggle, seeing the endless rounds of meaningless suffering over lusts and aversions (which, although seemingly urgent, are essentially empty), we feel compassion for ourselves.
Sylvia Boorstein, “The Wisdom of Discomfort”
Bluebells and a broken down drystone wall at Holwell Lawn in Dartmoor National Park. Rippon Tor in the background.