Goodwood

Goodwood

Thursday, 14 July 2011

A few more pebbles that will form my ‘river of stones’ for #aros this month

9.7.11
Translucent willow leaves lit by a fading sun, drip like chandelier jewels a magnificent brief display, wind picks up & lights dim.

10.7.11
A flurry of activity as butterflies arrive, a frenzied flight I watch as they vie for position a boisterous search for nectar.

11.7.11
Sibling rivalry: a lack of communication, a misunderstanding, a falling out, tears, eldest wins looks sheepish I scoop up hug youngest.

12.7.11
Ferocious sea, full of energy, cement grey with white topped waves roars in excitement keen to reach shore, share, spend its load.

13.7.11
My sky blushes a soft reddening glow that blooms as the moon fades from view, the early morning summer sun unwraps the darkness.

14.7.11
From hedgerow to fields a hillside knitted together, a fertile tapestry of colour, richly entwined and embroider the earth’s surface.

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