I had a lovely shift in the weather yesterday:
A grey sky is broken,
by a fresh wind.
The smell of brine, and dog rose.
A new poem begins,
one full of play and white horses.




I had a lovely shift in the weather yesterday:
A grey sky is broken,
by a fresh wind.
The smell of brine, and dog rose.
A new poem begins,
one full of play and white horses.
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Beautiful flowers and the beautiful sea. Excellent photos.
It’s a wonder to witness such a weather change, Rabirius. I love the wave crests 🌊🌊🌊🤗
All the best,
Hanna