{quotable sunday}

nights and days came and passed
and summer and winter
and the sun and the wind
and the rain.
and it was good to be a little island
a part of the world
and a world of its own
all surrounded by the bright blue sea.

― Margaret Wise Brown, The Little Island

{The photo above is of our field the other night.  This is the image straight out of my camera, I didn’t edit it at all. This makes me happy.  I love my camera!}

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