TURKEYS ON THE SUNLOUNGER: the America I didn't expect.....
A Londoner's musings from rural Western New York - and sometimes elsewhere
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Tuesday, August 20, 2013
Western New York Idyll: The Quiet of a Misty Morning
On our trails, early, before
time. Just the drip, drip of morning moisture, a few chattering crows
And the hum of busy insects.
Slowly, the sun peers through.
And hides again.
Spider webs are everywhere.
Draped like washing out to dry on the ground.
And the leaves.
And in the trees, a necklace strung with minuscule diamonds.
So much tiny life buzzing and chirping unseen.
And paths meandering nowhere fast
Sometimes my jungle is just perfect.
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