Skyroad

By Skyroad

Darkening

It's that time of year. The light has gone from the leaves, though many are still hanging on, as with this oak sapling in our local park. Taking Lola for a walk, I couldn't stop looking at the sky, an absurdly delicate pale rose half smothered by thick steel-grey clouds. Autumn thoughts. The colours fit.

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