An old box full of old trinkets, wrapped in old newspaper turning brownie-orange with age and an old watercolour placed on top.
The whisp of pink cloud fascinated me.
As the darkening sky engulfed it, a patch of soft white light appeared.
I wondered… what was going on behind the clouds?
… of Nature
Through the gaps in the hedge I managed to catch the sun’s last moments before setting.
The beauty of a Highland roof.
This week’s contribution to Tuesdays of Texture (de monte y mar).