Wheatfield
Sunday, May 31, 2020 at 9:12AM
Velvet Snoutingdingle in 3BT, Hunter
Walking the Old Hunter before the heat, we come across a field of new wheat which smells of honey.
A perfect cool breeze brings a red and gold darter clattering past my ear
A banded demoiselle rests with an azure damselfly, cobalt and neon blue.
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