Three Trees At The End Of A Track
"I walked the quiet hills on a very warm day,
The sun was shining high and the grass smelled of hay,
I travelled everywhere, in search of the place
That I saw in my mind, a sweet taste of fate,
When I reached three trees at the end of a track,
I knew I was there and could never go back."
Inspired by Glenshee, Perthshire, Scotland
Serene Impressionist Fantasy Landscape
Date & Time Taken: 19th June 2018 @ 16:40
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