Where ducks may safely graze. (Sorry the photo is unfocused. I took the picture through the glass window of my living room.)
I imagine a troupe of country folk on their way to some village fair!
What would the world be, once bereft
Of wet and of wildness? Let them be left,
O let them be left, wildness and wet;
Long live the weeds and the wilderness yet.
– Gerard Manley Hopkins
I am no longer able to keep ducks! I now live in the town – unfortunately.
It’s midwinter here. Shh! Do fairies live in snowdrops? Who rings those tiny bells?
Brrr! Here in the southern hemisphere it’s the winter solstice. Can I perhaps already sense the days getting longer?!!