crescendo of wave:noise
heightened in crisp winter air
relentless
no dogs rush
into the waters
to fetch imaginary balls
drifted wood
from another shore
plants itself
until spring
.
.
.
crescendo of wave:noise
heightened in crisp winter air
relentless
no dogs rush
into the waters
to fetch imaginary balls
drifted wood
from another shore
plants itself
until spring
.
.
.
It looks so cold there, I can imagine it really is freezing. Love how you have depicted them.
Ah…I’m sure, at some point, the lake will freeze over (it has in the past), then melt a bit, whereupon there are actually small ‘icebergs’ floating to the shore!
This looks very cold and bleak…just how winter days on a deserted beach should look. Better for being b/w too. Lovely words go so well with the images.
Ah, I reached my goal (of one person’s appreciation), smacked! Thank you so very much…and yes, it was very cold (wind off the lake extremely chilling!) and bleak with no one else there (It’s usually so populated, there are benches and shade trees).