Thursday, 2 September 2010


Lonely, originally uploaded by julian sawyer.

As the Sun went down on another beautiful blue sky day the only sounds were the rustling of dying Sunflowers and the haunting whistle of Sika settling for the night. It is easy to spend too much time in a place like this, leaving only when I have to and not when I want to.

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