Sunny Days

Field of Dreams – late summer grass sward under a clear sky. A countryside journey’s rest accompanied by twirlpling nightingale’s singing from unseen heights.

Give me the splendid silent sun, with all his beams full-dazzling;

Give me juicy autumnal fruit, ripe and red from the orchard;

Give me a field where the unmow’d grass grows;

Walt Whitman

2 Comments to “Sunny Days”

  1. Erm.. it’s broken.?
    The picture isn’t working..
    Just saying.
    Enjoy your day,
    WF

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