Happiness

Imagine this – it’s early morning, a bit chilly and the sun hasn’t burned away all the mist yet.

The world looks like it has been painted with water colours.

You can see movement at the edge of the forest.

Everything looks green, grey and black, but there are spots of vivid yellow and magenta.

The pheasants are complaining and you hear the wistful cry of a buzzard.
It’s autumn. It’s happiness.

September 2013, Ahlen