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Monday, 30 June 2014

Mini tomatoes, Fearless

Paul Allitt, Kettle's yard  2011



Late morning. 

The welcome sound of birds. 
The smell of freshly mown grass.

Cosy light flowing leisurely.
Freshly washed mini tomatoes.

All round, round.
Gliding drop by drop. 
Sparkling freshness.   

Light sweat trickling down.

In between spring and summer.


No name, no notion. 
 No coming, no going.  

Fearless in whatever we do.

The hearts wide open.
The shoulders comfortably lowered.  

A twinkling face.