Immersed in the Countryside

Basking in the
warmth and sunshine
of a Spring newly
we traipse over fields
and waterlogged
Then later, laughing
with tiredness,
we peel off our
layers –
to soak our bones
in scented water
and watch nature’s soap
down the plughole
along with our
Such bliss!
ninham walk 16.3.14

Six Word Saturday – Herald

From Winter storm debris – Spring trumpets…?20140301_162305 (2)

Sun damage

The sun dazzles, bouncing off car roofs and wet-edged pavements – turning the other pedestrians into wraiths. Their long shadows approach and I look to those for clarity…their flesh and blood forms are lost to me.
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Lunch at The Reef

I savour the
flavoursome mushrooms
sitting on their
crisp bed of toasted
ciabatta with
its counterpane of
cream-laced silken
stilton. A slightly
choice maybe – but still,
always as inspired
as the first time
it ever aroused
my taste buds. Mmmm…
lunch on the seafront…
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