later in the day..

the same steps, same paths but later in the day…

the sun catches leaves, berries, seedheads and brings them into my attention in a fresh perspective

the tips of berries darkening brown, glossy ivy bluish green, the colours I warm to inside, I will later feel drawn to record even when not perfectly matched

what colours do my eyes slide away from?

and then, just above eye height, a bramble branch lit up by the afternoon sun. A visceral lightening of my vision and spirit, and my breath deepens and my walking grows stronger