~ Raindrops suspended ~
Autumn Camellia buds
poised for Yuletide blooms.
Author: Sarah Potter Writes
Sarah is a British eccentric who writes offbeat fiction, haiku and tanka poetry. When stuck for words, she sketches or paints instead. She's into nature conservation, sustainability, gardening, dogs, natural health, and reading. Her sociability is something that happens in short bursts with long breathing spaces in between. View all posts by Sarah Potter Writes
Camellias are a blaze of blood-spewed crimson As a lazy spring day dips past noon,The water mill turns without a care
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Most poetic, in a quirky way!
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Love.
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Thank you, David 🙂
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How beautiful this Sarah…
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Thank you, Sherri 🙂
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A moving through the season Haiku very lovely.
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Thank you. I usually get a bit funny about Winter, but have decided to fight my usually gloomies by focusing on beautiful images in nature and reaching acceptance about it as a valid season of the year!
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Really lovely, Sarah. 🙂
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Thank you, Sylvia 🙂
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Lovely pic Sarah – can’t believe it’s almost Christmas!!!
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As long as I stay away from the shops, hype, and tinsel, as well as fast-forwarding Christmas adverts on the TV, I might bring myself to enjoy the experience. Present-wise, no going overboard. Just books, usually. No overindulgence in food or drink either: not worth it. Just quiet and relaxed. My dog gets the most excited, about turkey and sausages, and whatever new toy I’ve given her as a present!
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Same here – don’t much like the commercialism around Christmas. But I do like the tree and the little lights and here, a feeling of holiday is all over. Lazy evenings, fire’s for braai’s the smell of summer.
It’s not a bad time, unless you overspend. Then it sucks!
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Ah, there’s the difference. You can enjoy a “summer” Christmas
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these words and the photo brightened my day!!
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So glad, as that was my intention 🙂
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