Another Day

By BlackTulip

The playing field

This is one of two playing fields just up the road. If I'm feeling lazy I walk the length of the first one, round the back of the very overgrown pond and up the second (behind the fence) and then I walk back on the other side. There are so many permutations that I never get tired of walking in the local vicinity.

I was going to blip the little grasshopper, or a wren, or my favourite tree, which is in leaf, but I liked the clouds, so this is what you have today.

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