there shouldn’t have been a person on that side of the meadow, disturbing the green of sun-dappled trees shot with shadows
so loud and obscene the vision of the large woman clad in aqua moving from left to right across the serene portrait of a summer’s day
the screaming color was out of harmony with the whispering gray squirrels and rabbits
Loved the metaphors here. But somehow I didn’t grasp what exactly is the underlying message.