The tonic

Tuesday, May 22, 2018

The words are just not happening today. I wanted to say something poetic about the golden evenings in the countryside feeling like the tonic to the irritant that is real life; the cooling cucumber drink, the soothing chilled flannel to the forehead. How instantly calming the stillness and birdsong feel. When a waft of scented blossom hits your senses and overwhelms in a floral wooze.

Magical barn owl sightings just make my day. Such haunting beasts flying with stealth, strength and strategic precision.

Get out while the evenings invite you to step into their wonderland.
Take care,

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