Summer walk

Down by the river today. I saw creepy crawlies, daddy-long-legs a-skipping by, and rusty sedges waving in the breeze. Frogs and trees and sun and leaves, I saw them all and stood and waited. The season’s ‘shrooms and last winged olives, they all were there as the shadows lengthened.

But the river stayed brown, and high and coloured, from no matter which angle I looked and stuttered. Perhaps a bugger would have done, but somehow it didn’t seem right. I walked and walked, then turned and tried, to photograph the sight of clouds drifting by in a golden sea of light.

4 comments

  1. opax’s avatar

    thanks mike, that’s marvelous.

    1. mike’s avatar

      Hi Olli, hope you’re having a nice run-in to the end of the season. And thanks for dropping by.

      Mike

    2. bad fish’s avatar

      there’s nothing like a blown river to make us stop and look around at things other than the end of our line.

    3. mike’s avatar

      Thanks bad fish, have a nice day.

      Mike

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