First star...planet?...appeared as we came back down through the field, the last birds wheeled homeward overhead and a lone tractor in the adjacent field ploughed steadily up and down, sending the scent of freshly turned earth into the air.
Thursday 9 January 2020
Thursday 9.01.2020
Beat the bounds tonight as the sun disappeared leaving a nearly full moon hanging quite low in the icy blue sky: not a breath of air....completely still. Perfection.
First star...planet?...appeared as we came back down through the field, the last birds wheeled homeward overhead and a lone tractor in the adjacent field ploughed steadily up and down, sending the scent of freshly turned earth into the air.
First star...planet?...appeared as we came back down through the field, the last birds wheeled homeward overhead and a lone tractor in the adjacent field ploughed steadily up and down, sending the scent of freshly turned earth into the air.
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