Painting with light

This morning the early sun tipped over the rooftops and shone the yellow leaves of a small silver birch to a fountain of firework brightness.

This afternoon a lightbrush washed leisurely lines behind the trees.


Round the corner we marvelled at a sky full of fiery scarlet scales. By the time we reached home a few minutes later they were gone.

5 Replies to “Painting with light”

  1. I love you, acb and Pete. And also the tree on the other end.

    TG – that is the best comment I’ve ever had. Thank you so much.

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