moves at leisure through woodland,
its waters dappled.
dappled dreamy Sarah!! Love it!
I discovered that peaceful dappled river on a walk through the woods with my daughter, when we were on our way to Quarr Abbey, heading for that wonderful cream tea with mega-scones. It was a perfect outing.
Brief but so powerful. Great poetic images.
Best wishes, Aquileana 😀
Thank you so much, Aquileana, and good wishes to you, too 🙂
sounds like a slow and sleepy summer day~
It was perfect as, for once, I wasn’t under any pressure to hurry 🙂
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Writes quirky novels, speculative flash fiction, haiku and tanka. Nature lover. Novice photographer. Allotment freak. Mezzo soprano. British eccentric.
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