Unveiling the Enigma: Shelley Nutting’s “Shadow Play” Reveals Secrets in the Dark
Ever caught yourself wondering how an ordinary moment—like a chilly autumn evening on a hillside—can twist into something utterly immortal? There we are, spirits lifted, kite-like in the fading glow, shadows morphing into stick men dancing their spontaneous play. It’s funny how even as we think we’re stepping away, the camera’s whirring shutter traps us—frozen between light and shadow, alive forever in a snapshot. This isn’t just a photo; it’s a sly reminder that sometimes, the simplest scenes pack the deepest stories… and aren’t we all just shadow puppets hoping to be caught in that golden light?
We have gathered
on the hillside
this Autumn eve,
enjoying the brisk
air that lifts
our spirits,
like kites
soaring and spiralling
in the dying light.
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