On the rim of sunset, evening hues are darkening, musky with the fading scent of undergrowth. Summer will soon be a forgotten dream, her insects a distant echo. But at the heart of feelings of rejection and loneliness is the beat of all things. Kim M. Russell, 2017 My response to Thursday photo prompt – […]
Day: August 11, 2017
Departure #28
light creeps in at six there’s a squirrel on the grass chilly morning air Kim M. Russell, 2017 My response to Carpe Diem Haiku Kai Autumn Retreat 2017 “departure”
writing in north norfolk 