The restless water of a gentle woodland stream, is a soothing sound.
Best to tread lightly... We leave footprints across hearts, some stay forever.
From the cold darkness slender green shoots seek out light and the hope of spring...
Endless rain falling like tears for all that we've lost. Until the clouds lift.
Softly, silently, frosty flakes form a blanket of snowy stillness.
Through frostbitten leaves under empty trees, I walk... My feet crunch onwards.
Lone tree in the mist, reaching out with leafless limbs through autumn’s last gasp.
It’s World Kindness Day. Shall we spread a little love? I think that we should.
Rusty November... I remember, remember a long, lost summer.
More than words, love is tender lips and fingertips - peaceful, open arms.
Leaves fall quietly, raining colours and hues of autumnal endings.