The last of the poems from my canal reflections work for now… a pause is needed whilst I return to some other stitch work and show progress with it…
I spent a while trying to capture the kingfisher to share here – I had 2 or 3 photos which showed glimpses – but so slight, so fleeting, so tiny.. Elusive, precious, maybe another time…
A kingfisher.. My caught breath frozen fast opening my heart
A flash of turquoise blue searing my vision. Sudden, startling, rare
A heron.. Grey, still, absorbed. I stand watching, waiting, eyes at a slight blur. Slow, calm, familiar
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