Tuesday, 29 April 2014

Driving miss, daily....

Through thin mist, the turbine lazily spins in syncopation with the hum of early morning traffic ; whilst at its feet a willow brushes the lake with graceful,overhung branches, to create a curtain for coots to skim through on their way to dabble in the shallows for a tasty morsel or two.
The occasional duck, awkward in flight, alights feet first with a splash; sending ripples scurrying over the stillness of  water unruffled by Spring breezes......
... and I, in my car, gridlocked, mesmerised by the endless stretch of brake lights, amidst the solitary souls mouthing words to unheard melodies; find a moment of meditation before the rush of the day begins.

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