where observation and imagination meet nature in poetry
May 13, 2017 § 19 Comments
on the run
making for the woods
Tagged: daffodils, escapees, fence, freedom, grass, green, landscape, on the run, outdoors, spring
I have memories from my childhood (waaay last century) when daffodils had “escaped” into nearby horse paddocks. Magical to ride through.
SO magical. What a wonderful experience and memory.
i can hear the sound of those roots pounding their way across the landscape from here.
Too funny! I do like seeing the odd flowers growing in the woods.
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I can hear them too now!
You made me laugh in the morning – thank you!
So glad I could Peter!
It looks like they might make it.
HEAD FOR THE HILLS 🙂
Things are always more exciting on the other side of the fence.
Right?! even the plants think so…. 😉
Wayward daffys 🙂
Thanks for the smile. 🙂
Haha, good one! One does have to wonder just how they get there.
What fun was that? Good one!
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