Crisp and cold

A crisp and cold morning. Cloudbanks looming like a wave. Rolling fields beckon. Copyright Tom Tide 2017


Cradled highways and byways. Hedges reaching upward, to encompass all travellers. Peepholes at hill-brows. Showing paradise ahead. Glowing blue in the afternoon haze. Horizons, and the paths to them, so effortlessly laid out. Beckoning to be explored.   © Tom Tide 2016