Dad drops son off at station in plenty of time for the 9.22.
Seagulls in a line across a freshly ploughed field,
the distant sound of a tractor.
Contrast the meadow,
full with clumps of clover,
long swaying grasses,
all spotted through with daisies and dandelions,
and clouds of playful butterflies,
sat beside the regimented field of corn.
Upright,
in uniform rows,
all standing to attention,
awaiting their next order!
A pigeon sits on the telephone wires.
The newly laid road surface,
damp from a recent shower,
reflects the sky.
Hedgerows full with summer bounty for the birds to plunder.
A pheasant and a Magpie have a chat and plan their next move,
as I pull out yet another stone from my shoe!
...then walk on.
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