Tag: Mists

First light bends, dips and sweeps through brackish shallows of mist, where weather-stained sheep graze on meagre brittle grass and rooks stab between the furrows of fields like crumbled Christmas cake, sprinkled with frost and ice-baked. Kim M. Russell, 2017 My response to Sue Vincent’s Daily Echo Thursday photo prompt – Mists – #writephoto