The dappled sunlight on the road down to the river was warm and golden. The trees, now in full leaf, filtered the light into moving spotlights that picked out the lush kerbside verbiage on this evening in early July.
The word for July in Welsh is Gorffennaf which means the end of Summer. There is a gentle sadness to the sunlight at this time of day. The land still feels warm from the heat of the daytime sun but the light also picks out the shadows that are to come.
At each turn there are brightly lit oases amongst the darkness. A feeling of potential, vibrancy and life is engendered and nurtured here.
The ash tree provides a hundred living filters on its branches to cast a potent, living hue on whoever or whatever may walk, or just plain exist, beneath it.