Two’s Company, One’s a Cloud

Timeless heron in silent flight canal watching ephemeral. Is it hungry or lonely? White horse stoical beneath a pink blanket ambiguous expression considers a paddock of squelch and slop. Does it not like pink is it the rain or the loneliness? Five trees crenellate the track fourth one dead, stark grey against a monochrome sky. … More Two’s Company, One’s a Cloud