Thursday, March 30, 2006
Down by the disused station starts a trail. We follow the river our warm clothes buttoned up against the cold. Long fleeced sheep huddled together by a dry stone wall. It's early March and there are still small patches of snow here and there along the way.
a pair of dippers skim
the sound of water
Haiku Mike has a picture taken so many miles away from where this is written about but which brought me straight back to it when i saw it. You can see it here Falls - there are some wonderful photographs at Mike's site.