Hartley Light

Whenever I feel jaded and sufficient time presents itself, I like to wander into the Hartley Valley by late afternoon light, usually via that winding little gravel trail leading down from the Causeway near Bell.

I honestly don't know what the farmer was doing right here but the sun was in the right place and the horse looked positively bored stiff ... so I don't think any kind of emergency was in progress. It all DID look sort of interesting for the camera, though.