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Saturday, 18 August 2012

Flights of Fancy


The geese were meeting below the dike.
And there he is again...the white one.


Something disturbed them...
my rusty pups I fear.


They swirled around


and flew right over my head...
what a treat!


Because brother from over the pond is visiting
here's the lovely Kentish village
our father came from.


I flew that coop
And now I live in the back of beyond!

7 comments:

  1. Lucky you.. geese and visitors and living in the back of beyond...

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  2. Backs of beyond can be good places to be.
    [ she says, wings in closet just in case ]

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  3. I love the visual metaphor you've given us that shows the back of beyond. And how beautiful and raw it can be there.

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  4. Oh that is a treat! I really like the stitching on the bottom photo there is something soothing there.

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  5. It does look like a lovely village. Do you ever want to fly away with the geese?

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  6. I don't think you live at the back of beyond at all - more like in the middle of a small paradise.

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