As promised I am posting my stones for the ‘river of stones project’
5.7.11
The smell of summer rain on the air, the promise of a cooling drenching moment, I run outside, capture those precious raindrops
6.7.11
Ancient byways carved through muddy lanes, steep banks held in place by twisted tree roots allow me passage along sacred routes
7.7.11
Trees bend their arched boughs & stretch across to touch tips, form a tunnel of luscious greenery and shield me from the harsh sunlight
8.7.11
A smudged scene of distant hills blurred by summer heat haze, indistinct a view out of shape, their glory veiled remains secluded
Enjoy
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