Crouch Estuary

dreams.
Bronze Slow worm.
hop flowers
fox
Wood pigeon calling, calling me home

Unpaved road.
hidden reserve
blue house farm.
owl cam.
sheep camouflaged in
golden fields.
red sail passing.
guiding us on.
steps rising.
onto the sea wall.
Soft breeze cooling.
flap of wings so close.
skimming the surface of the dry yellow grass
smell of the seaweed
red damselfly
Giant hay bales waiting to be collected
windmill and church steeple
Rose garden.

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