Meandering

Towards the end of a quite busy and useful Monday, full of the satisfying glow of lots of admin and produce jobs ticked off from my list, I walked briskly up the hill (for the good of my health), and then meandered slowly back down, allowing my mind and eyes to wander and enjoying the effects of the low light on the landscape and hedgerow. The backlit old man's beard was particularly striking, framed by the soft curves of yellowing birch leaves.