Walnuts Farm

It's a hot night in the city - the air is heavy and still. I don't mind the heat as much as all the radiation, how it bounces off concrete and there's little shade to be found. And I dream of the same temperature in gentler surroundings, where most things slow to nothing and there's always the sound of moving water or rustling leaves in the nearground. These images (and many more besides them) from Walnuts Farm have captured my imagination.