Reeds at sunset

The light is golden as the Earth turns. Delicate tresses of last year’s reed seeds are flicked by the breeze. The water of the River Lemon scatters liquid reflections in glorious psychedelic patterns.

Reeds - The Hall of Einar - photograph (c) David Bailey (not the)

The breeze rustles, yet never quite masks the sound of the traffic on the A380.

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