Outdoors

Photo of the day: May 4th, 2017

The wind stung at my eyes as I wandered over the moor. All around me, the silver white grass reflected pale sunbeams, like ghosts in the air. The hollow was welcome, a darker respite, a human comfort. Water trickled in the stream, diamond clear, ever onwards. And I stopped and stood in silence, below the sharp wind, protected a little from the wildness of the moorland.

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