Red and white gingham quivers in the twilight
breeze as two tired legs mosey beside surly steel.
We are surrounded by this rosy sky
and those noble rolling green hills.
This valley is a paradise to me,
but to you – a provincial prison.
You shiver – even though we are now shrouded
under ginger hued mantles – because you
accidentally abandoned your shawl on that wobbly
peg in your haste to catch the 6 o’clock train.
It’s not coming, is it?
sundry folly 
This is stunning! I love it, honestly.
Thank you – I have really been enjoying your photography posts! 🙂
You are now officially one of the “good people” in my life and if ever you need a kidney you just let me know! 🙂
Hopefully, I won’t ever need one replaced! Cheers!
You are now officially one of the “good guys” in my life!
If ever you need a kidney, you just let me know! 🙂