Hunt.

 

Day 15 of photography101… “landscape.”

Hunt.

I edged lower into the rows of grain, willing the ground to be tight-lipped as it clicked beneath every movement of my limbs. A cracking resonated with every footstep he took. I froze just as his shins appeared above the kernels touching my forehead.

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Amber.

Day 11 of photography101… “Pop of Colour”

Amber.

Golden fields rolled across the valleys, spitting up amber dust into the air whenever the wind blowed.