Tuesday, 11 August 2009

St Helena, clockwise. 4.30pm.

In tree shade, hoverflies hang at eyelevel, loom close and dart away. In sunlight, a white butterfly flaps drunkenly across the path. Seed fluffs surf air currents into the future.


Lucy said...

A very satisfying run of walks lately!

jem said...

I was writing about those 'seed fluffs' yesterday, although I couldn't really find the right name for them. I like your choice.