There was a stark contrast this morning between the pre-exam world and the post-exam one. Perran rolled efficiently out of bed, and carried out the old school-time routine of ablutions, breakfast, then grimly yomped off to school. He was facing his last academic exam this morning, and one of his toughest – Further Pure Maths, 2.
When he has gone, I wake Carenza who finished a week ago and
is growing accustomed to leisure:
“Come with me – I have something to show you. Bring your camera”
“Come with me – I have something to show you. Bring your camera”
I drive her to a country park two miles from where we live,
and we walk up the hill, then take a path that is not on our usual route. It is misty with fine rain, but as we crest
the hill a woolly line of indigo appears on the horizon.
“What is that, Mum?”
As we approach, the ground dips away into a sea of deep
ultramarine. Somebody has planted a field
with innumerable tightly-packed cornflowers.
They are a blazing blue expression of the post-exam world.
Perran has one more exam to go – saxophone is tomorrow. I am sure that when he finally emerges from
his bed, some time on Sunday afternoon, the fabulous cornflowers will still be
in bloom.
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Clare, where is this place? Absolutely gorgeous picture!
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