stories and illustration

Frost by the River

afrostby the riverJust when I had got into the habit of staring at the moon in the frost-clear sky, we have decided that it is better to skip tea and crossword for elevenses,  and instead to go walking in the morning on these cold January days.  So adieu, sunset and rising moon for the meantime, and hail, on this sunlit morning, to frost beside the river, and frost on leaves in the shelter of the cemetery wall, and blue tits and blackbirds in the woods, and, rather astonishingly, the first snowdrop in flower.

January 4, 2015 - Posted by | Art, Photography, Uncategorized | , , , , , ,

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