Thick Light

Sometimes these days tumble away full of small moments full of the everyday; garden tools and kitchen furniture bought at auction, a quick lunch, a gloomy heavy rainy afternoon; and then tonight I turned on the stairs and the whole valley was lit by a thick, dusty sun light, golden and heavy, like light fallen from a granary; it made the distant fields seem closer, as if through a telescope or the wrong end of time, long shadows across distant grass.  A summer light, weighty and ancient, the link with summers past.

I am starting to like the idea of this blog being without images; perhaps it will hone my poetics, push my ability to create pictures with words only.