Clover field

Friday, July 1, 2011


The smell of wet grass. The feeling of being supported by a diagonal hill. The shock of tiny wet pinpricks all over my body when a small summer rain comes by. Slipping and sliding on my way to the patch of clovers that is in focus. Clover leaves stuck in between my toes. A wide expanse of skin, which looks pale in this particular light.

And the sky.


3 comments :

  1. I liiiiike them (said with a scoopy voweled 'i'). And the focusing on the middle is cute, hehe. :) It's all nice, Brrr. Is this film or is this not film?

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  2. Not film! Does it look like film?

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  3. Your stunning. :)

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