Wednesday, 18 August 2010
A walk around the woods of Norton Camp from Craven Arms, Shropshire was a lovely ramble. This painting was one of the few distant views of hills available on the walk, since mostly I was in the woods! During this painting one of those low flying jets came from overhead, flew to the hill in the distance (I think it was Clee Hill), banked and headed off again. Overall it took a mere one or two minutes at most. Crushed hazelnuts still green, A beech limb fallen across the path, up a steep banked lane. Squares of corn and dots of oak, A wandering line of a hedge. An arm wet with sparkling water, A damp grass seat, Fading foxgloves, Strong swirling breeze. Unripe blackberries, Mature cheddar crisps, A Tunnock teacake, A chest full of fresh air, Time to walk on.
View towards Clee from Norton Camp, Craven Arms
Watercolour, watercolour pencil. 37cm x 15cm.
Painted 16 August 2010