Springtime Land Art.

Returning to one of my favorites, Land Artist Richard Shilling.

I love the simplicity of the design. For me it echoes the elegant geometry of the leaves themselves, framing them just enough to set them apart for our inspection and amazement.

And of course the backlighting is key to the beauty. The placement of the work is delicately calculated to catch that element, and it's a marvelous photograph captured at precisely the right time of day.

The counterpoint to this little jewel is the story telling.

I noticed these holly leaves, some of them without spikes, and how they have a white edge lit up by the sun. I took them down to the beck and thought after last weeks shenaningans that this week quick would be ok. A few stalks of grass, a few thorns and hey presto I was done.

The mark of Genius.

Deeper than the brilliance of the work is the focus on the process. In the end it doesn't matter, Shilling reminds us, what the final product looks like. The journey is all.

Sunshine and blue skies, the birds a-chirping, and new leaves reaching for the sun. What bliss, despite not being able to look left or upwards and my partner only managing to walk gingerly. But the sweet smell of blossom in your nostrils, the buzz of bees in your ears and the wonder of new growth all around, is all and everything that you could possibly need.

Heaven is right here on earth, after all.