Monday, 1 June 2009
To Sun or Not To Sun
A group have dragged chairs onto the grass. Up against the fence. Using its shade as shelter. Two girls sit nearest the fence. Strangely wrapped in blankets/shawls as though it were cold. When in fact its easily the hottest day of the year so far. The guys sit further out, as though in the shade by accident. The creeping line of the trees thrown. Patterned dark and light, provided by the leaves of those trees behind the fence.
Further up, two girls lie on a blanket they’ve dragged into the shade. The sun is burning hot, and I’m starting to suspect I’ve been fool hardy to sit in its full beam myself. One of them adjusts her straw hat, protecting her head. By contrast, two girls and a guy are the only people sprawled on the garden’s lawn. Bare legs and bellies on the girls, bare chest on him. Slathering on sun lotion as they soak up the full rays.
Further up, two girls lie on a blanket they’ve dragged into the shade. The sun is burning hot, and I’m starting to suspect I’ve been fool hardy to sit in its full beam myself. One of them adjusts her straw hat, protecting her head. By contrast, two girls and a guy are the only people sprawled on the garden’s lawn. Bare legs and bellies on the girls, bare chest on him. Slathering on sun lotion as they soak up the full rays.
Labels: boys, fence, girls, glasgow, grass, sunshine, tramway, trees
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