Misty Morn

I woke at 5 this morning and peeped through the curtains to check out the pre-dawn sky. I was not best pleased by the sight that greeted me. There was a large pony in my garden, happily munching away at my lawn! I know nothing about ponies, despite living next to a field of them, so hadn't a clue what to do. Fortunately, I have a very helpful and more knowledgeable neighbour who, a few hours later, led the pony back through the brambles to the field and contacted the owner for me. In the meantime, with all hope of sleep dispelled, I headed to the river for a very muted but misty sunrise.

River Reflections in my b&w journal

Many thanks for everything for yesterday's 'Yellow Field'!

Ann :))