Standing silent listening to a sky full of moon, lambs lying on dewed grass, I hear a distant late night harvesting combine working in the fields.

Full Moon Lambs Rest

Full Moon Lambs Rest

Lambs spook and move away the grass rustling, a dog barks, a wood pigeon coo’s it’s last for tonight. The full moon shines

Lost thoughts come out in a moon lit sky as clouds whisper across shadowing the fields beneath.

Lambs Listening to the Night

Lambs Listening to the Night

Lamb’s moon shadows are faint against grass, though the moon is a bright bulb moving through a night’s blue sky.

Lambs With Faint Moon Shadows

Lambs With Faint Moon Shadows

The moon glows as a faint vale of clouds send a cobweb of shadows across her face.

Still the moon & move the clouds.

Still the Moon & Move the Clouds.

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