breaking through thick fog
a blast of blinding sensation runs up behind me
on a july morning
down a berkshire road
over the hills
across the valley
a shimmer skimming the water
casting shadows in the woods
crisp and clean
unapologetic
it peers between wooden slats
into my window
wake up color!
it’s today
(had some tech tantrums, so sorry the photos were delayed)
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