A sense of nowhere,
unexpected North
Far away land hums
a familiar tune
Rain from distant clouds,
taps a newfound beat
A breath of fresh air,
tastes sweeter than home
Near Grasmere, England
Photo by: c.b.w. 2005
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c.b.w. 2014
C.B. Wentworth
Just following my muse . . .
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Beautiful image, beautiful words.
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Thank you. A place like this just makes the words appear.🙂
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This is SO gorgeous…that green and the foggy mountains…exquisite – breathtaking. Your pairing of poetry brings a personal touch to the landscape…gorgeous, C.B.!!
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It’s one of my favorite places on earth. Every corner is so wonderful and full of beauty. I hope to get back there one day.🙂
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I can see why and I feel so lucky to vicariously visit through your work and words…🙂
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Wonderful mood
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Thanks!🙂
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Wordsworth territory.
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Indeed. Beatrix Potter hung around Grasmere and the Lake District as well if I recall correctly.🙂
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Yes, and also down the road from me at Birnam.
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such a beautiful calming image, and words…
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I remember how the landscape just invites you to take a deep calming breath. It was an amazing day.🙂
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Oh, this sound like somewhere quite wonderful!! I love the picture, looks like a gorgeous place, reminds me a little of Cornwall or Ireland.🙂
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The Lake District is an incredibly beautiful place – I didn’t want to leave.🙂
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